"Miss Milly, you have been selected for an audition. The Golds need a model for their new winter collection. The product line includes Lady Eller's bespoke jewelry, and you and your two rival friends have been specifically selected," her secretary reported over the phone.
Milly's eyes lit up with sheer arrogance. "It's Gold Empire! Tell them I accept it immediately! Indeed, this is the absolute best thing that has happened to me today. I have been desperately waiting to work with this mysterious, high-society designer for a long time but couldn't get the opportunity. Now that the contract is right here, accept it effectively!"
She tossed her phone onto the vanity table, turning to her secretary with a smug smirk. "Do you even comprehend what working with the Gold Empire means for my brand? I need not explain the global prestige of this to you; therefore, everything during this runway audition must be entirely perfect."
