Carla
“Oh my goodness! Ash, you’ve outdone yourself this time around. Are you sure she's not a famous model from a different country?” The impromptu trainer praises Ashton gleefully, but he is only watching me in silence.
“What do you think…?” That is all Ashton Ford has to say. What the heck does that even mean?
“I have absolutely nothing to teach you now, Ms Dawson. But I can go through a few things with you, then we go through etiquette and a few other stuff that are needed for your survival in this industry.” The trainer speaks once more, and I blink in confusion.
“Worry not about her protection. She has the best team you can ever find.” Ashton comments with a laid-back expression. His gaze is really making me feel uncomfortable, and I just wish he'd close those piercing blue ey
