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... r gaze icy.
Scarlett felt her stare and looked over.
A flicker of surprise crossed Scarlett Jewel’s face before her red lips curved into a smirk.
She strutted toward Claire Mercer like a proud peacock, her high heels clicking.
"Claire Mercer, don’t tell me you’re planning on entering this modeling competition?"
"With a figure like yours, I doubt any designer would pick you."
"And even if some designer with no taste did pick you, I’m sure you’d just ...
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