Rebirth Swapped Bride: Married to a Ruthless Cursed billionaire Book2 Chapter 51: Let’s use Beauty and Laura as our company models

She had already guessed that Lucas wouldn’t be satisfied with these models, but the ti pressure is substantial.

The new products will be launched soon, and they can’t find the right models.

"I’ve been recruiting all along, but those who co for the interviews all have the sa plastic surgery faces which do not align with our youthful the.

This is the first line of jewelry that our company has designed for young girls, so I naturally hope we can find the most suitable candidate."

Sarah lightly taps her fingers on the desk, her expression unruffled as she looks towards Lucas, awaiting his decision.

She has always been in charge of the company’s image endorsents, and apart from the grand, dignified jewelry that she endorses herself, the more mainstream series are handled by the company’s model team.

But this ti, after careful selection, there isn’t a single one that complents the youthful line of jewelry, which sowhat leaves her in a quandary.

"Do you have soone suitable in mind?

Even famous foreign models are acceptable, you can have the person in charge contact foreign companies."

Sarah knows that Lucas is extra cautious when it cos to image endorsents, always choosing the most suitable ones, never settling for the relatively suitable ones. Lucas pondered for a mont, an image of a face with eyebrows like paintings erged in his mind.

He subtly lifted his chin toward Sarah, "What do you think of Beauty?

If one person is not enough, I can let Laura have a try."

Although Laura was capricious and unlikable, the upbringing in a family like the Marson’s, where she was treated as a treasure, left little room for critiquing her deanor.

"I can’t believe I forgot about the two of them!

Their deanors fit perfectly for endorsing this product line, especially Beauty, it’s as if it’s tailor-made for her.

But are you sure there won’t be any problems with them endorsing together?"

Sarah, who knew the personality of the Marson family’s miss well, asked lightly.

She often heard from her assistant about the discord between her and Beauty.

"No problem, you prepare for the fashion show, leave the rest to ."

Seeing Lucas respond so promptly, a smile finally appeared on Sarah’s face.

Thankfully the most botherso thing was resolved, she happily exited the office.

Lucas called the butler at ho and found out that both young mistresses were at ho, so he asked his assistant to arrange a eting ti for the afternoon.

He drove back to the villa area.

Beauty was locked in her room painting.

Apart from learning various etiquette and art courses during her usual holidays, her most significant hobby was hiding in her room to write and draw.

Ever since Lucas forced her to enhance her alcohol tolerance over a week, she had finally beco soone who wouldn’t even bat an eyelash after drinking half a bottle of whiskey.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

She thought it was the housemaid bringing up her food, so she turned around with a charming smile, only to see that annoying icy face.

"You can’t even knock before you enter?

What if I...?"

"There’s no need.

I’ve seen you from all aspects.

In front of , you are just a blank canvas."

These words stung her and left her face pale.

She furrowed her brows in displeasure.

Lucas found a comfortable spot and sat down.

His glance fell upon the incomplete painting on the easel in the center of the room.

Beauty imdiately shielded the easel with her hand.

Painting represented her inner world.

She did not want this weird uncle to see her chaotic inner self.

"Your painting is nice.

If you like, I can invite the best professor in the city to teach you."

"No need.

Art is sacred to .

I don’t want to put too much pressure on myself."

She answered promptly without any hesitation.

For her, the love of painting and being forced by Lucas to attend art classes were completely different circumstances.

Lucas rely raised his eyelids to regard her, offering no argunt.

Nevertheless, his indifferent gaze stirred an unprecedented fear within her.

He never used to co ho during work hours before, let alone be so kind as to check on her.

Beauty lifted her head and calmly t his gaze, "What do you need from ?"

She always addressed him with formalities, creating a distance between them that didn’t add any pressure on her.

"The company is launching a new product line of jewelry for young girls and is in need of a model.

I think you and Laura should give it a try."

As the saying goes, ’Raise an army for a thousand days to use for an hour.’

Finally, she was useful.

All the ti and energy he spent on her wouldn’t be wasted.

But why with Laura?

Just the thought of it displeased her.

"You don’t have any reason to refuse.

I ca back today to tell you to stop eating greasy food for this week.

The kitchen will prepare suitable diet als for you and Laura, and I hope you will present your best images to the dia."

Lucas stood up from his seat, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows with his back to her.

He rubbed his palms gently with his fingers.

"Why does it have to be with her?

You know I can’t stand on the sa floor as her."

Beauty backlashes.

Although she was indeed living under soone else’s roof and had to rely on him for everything, she deserved to be treated with respect.

He shouldn’t make such an abrupt and decisive decision without giving her a chance to refuse.

"Because you two are a good match.

I’ve told you, I’m not asking for your consent.

I’ve invested so much in you, and when the ti cos, your value will show."

Beauty couldn’t see the expression on his face.

She let out a cold scoff, "So, I’m just like an object to you without any distinction.

If I can’t refuse, can I at least make a request?"

"No, you can’t.

I’ve told you before that this is your duty." ... Beauty wanted to curse, but she restrained herself.

Sure enough, one’s attitude softens when they receive aid from others.

When she becos capable of supporting herself in the future, she would definitely leave this maniac.

How is she any different from a caged animal right now?

This is ok too, it would prevent her from harboring a shred of gratitude towards him in the future, making her demands all the more justified.