Women are fragile, yet they are the strongest creatures.
The days pass neither quickly nor slowly. Avery Jane gazes at the sky outside the window; she comes to work daily now but finds herself in an awkward position.
The jewelry photoshoot she did for Grant was enchanting, alluring countless wealthy businessmen to offer dinners requesting the mysterious model from M.C to accompany them. However, M.C rejected them all.
The company hasn't booked any more advertisements for her, and Angela Scott has been assigned to mentor new talent.
She lounges like a wandering soul on the large balcony at M.C headquarters, sipping tea day by day.
No one dares to provoke her, yet no one tries to get close to her either.
Avery Jane's existence has become a curious phenomenon.
Rumors swirl in complexity, yet no one dares to openly discuss these matters. Everyone is curious about but fears the unseen patron behind Avery Jane.
