CHAPTER TEN
REED’S POV
“You are in a good mood today, sir,” Monica observed as I grabbed my coffee from her hands as she handed it to me.
“You are so damn right about that. Now, I need that list of potential models for our new line of clothes,” I said, taking a sip of the steaming liquid. Nothing felt better than having such a great night with surprisingly no s*x involved and then getting coffee first thing in the morning.
“Here,” she passed me a copy of names.
“Hmm…two hundred and twenty-two applicants? Are you sure the scouting department narrowed down this list?” I raised an eyebrow with a light frown playing on my face. I only needed twenty models for that particular project which meant two hundred and two applicants were going to be eliminated.
“Yes, Sir. Ther
