240 How could it be her? (2/2)

Irene stood up so she could see clearer. Her heart pounded. No, it must not be that Ryn. It should not be that…

”Baby, what's wrong?” her mother asked seeing her weird behaviour.

”Tell me that model,” Irene pointed at Ryn, ”not who I think she is.”

The three of them looked at where Irene pointed, frowning. All they could see was an Asian model walking with other Europe models. What was wrong with it?

”Do you know her?” her second sister asked.

Irene's top teeth sank into her bottom lip. Know? Of course, she knew that liar. The question right now was how could MK chose that liar walking in the show? Instead of that liar, MK should choose her instead. She was better than that liar!

”Irene?” her third sister asked when Irene did not answer her sister's question.

”Baby, are you alright? Sit down. Don't make a scene,” her mother signalled the third sister to pull Irene down back to sit on the chair.

Irene obeyed but she could not stop from staring at Ryn until she disappeared behind the stage. Her jealousy and temper flared even more. Her mind was busy thinking how this happened? Was MK blind until he chose a liar to be a model in his show?

Ryn quickly took off her heels with the help of the assistants waiting backstage before rushed to change into the next outfit. This time around she not only changed into a different dress, but she also would wear a different pair of heels. She knew the other models were relieved too. Once she was done and the make-up artist and hairstylist giving her last-minute touch-up, she joined the other models waiting for their turn to walk for the second set.

Once the last model for the second set finished her walking, every model came out again and went to their position before MK walked out holding hand with his muse, the first model, waving his hand at the loud applause from every guest watching. His smile was from eat to ear as he bowed at them after receiving a bouquet of flowers. He waved again before walked back to the backstage along with the other models.

When Ryn returned back to the backstage, she joined the others clapping their hands to MK. Then, they joined for a group photo before the media came and wanted to interview MK and his muse. Ryn went to change her clothes. She was tired and hungry.

But the other models had a different idea. They pulled Ryn to chat and take more photos. They wanted to know the latest news from Ryn, having had no time to do so during the rehearsal because it was such a short time before the show. They also wanted to know whether Ryn already has a boyfriend, sensing something was different with Ryn this time.

Ryn just grinned and said no. She did not have a boyfriend and no, she did not have the time. She had to divide her time between work and study so no, there will be no boyfriend for the time being.

The models just gave her a funny look, did not really believe her but did not want to push her more. They did see how tired she was and remembered Ryn did not have her nap when she was putting her make-up and doing her hair just now. They also did not have the time for a snack and knowing Ryn, they could guess how starving the poor dear was. They finally let her go with a repeated reminder not to be too lazy when replying their message and always update her own IG account.

She mumbled a yes, she won't forget and quickly reached for her things. She must move quickly before the other models could stop her. It took her five minutes to put her own clothes together. She thanked the make-up artist, the hairstylist and all the other crews. She also went to thank MK who was in the middle of interviewing by waving her hand at him. Then, she gave the last wave at the models whom she bumped into and quickly made her escape. Her next stop… the nearest restaurant that was still opened.

It was getting late. The show ended quite late and hopefully, no, she prayed hard, that one or two restaurants were still opened. Her stomach was growling for food and she did not think she could hold it until tomorrow morning.

”Irene, dear, are you alright?” her two sisters and her mother followed her when she rushed out. They watched in puzzle when Irene looked around frantically.