CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
RENCY’S POV
“Never take me seriously when I’m angry,” I complained, jitters hitting me. Why did my mother have to make me angry to the point where I found myself agreeing to model for a lingerie line? Because of her, I had not even been to my house, knowing she’d pop up there.
“Not my problem,” Joanna shrugged but then grabbed my palms,” Look, I need this. I’ll get a freaking raise if you do this shoot. Your followers on i********: shot up of late and now you are almost at twenty million. That will boost my lingerie line and come on, just look at yourself. It’s like I designed this just for you,”
She turned me around, my reflection on the dressing mirror staring at me. I had to admit that I did feel as sexy as I looked. It made me want to do a strip dance for s
