Chapter Seventy Seven – I don’t want to be here anymore.
Kyla sat in shock, looking at Kermit for reassurance this was real, then turned her head to look back at Carly Smyth. Surly there was some mistake, after all, Carly was the type of person who this kind of contract should be offered to, her black hair shiny and silky smooth, her bright blue eyes framed with long thick lashes, her skin like peaches and cream, dressed in a white pant suit, she was perfection, yet here she was, saying that the client eye bright loved Kyla and had offered her a million pounds for her to be the eyes of their new campaign.
“Kyla, I have a number of clients willing to pay you a lot of money to front their campaigns, from sanitary products when you are exercising though to big supermarkets, but this on
