The Price Of Sincerity

The Price Of Sincerity
Rejected


"Are you still old Shar?”


“No. This is I'm going there, is the photo shoot finished?”


“Already, but I'm still at the photo shoot, I'm waiting for you because I'm starving here. Can't you come quickly.” Jane disconnected the call upon hearing the approval of her manager. With a hint of hesitation, he returned to the man who had come to him earlier.


“Hemm. Sorry for keeping you waiting. What's up, huh?” Jane tried as normally as possible not to show her anxiety. She is still nervous enough to deal with men alone, as it is usually Shara's manager who always accompanies her and helps her talk to foreign men.


Max smiled at the woman's movements in front of him, the woman did not look stunned by his good looks. And also the woman seemed to be uncomfortable with his existence. But Max didn't heed all that. He took off the sunglasses he was wearing, holding it with his left hand while he stuck out his right hand intending to shake hands.


“Max.” said short. He looked at Jane with a smile, revealing his deathly smile with his dimples.


Jane was silent for a moment as her eyes stared at Max's blue eyes before shaking hands. “Jane.”


But not a few seconds after both hands were released sound that can be heard very clearly by Max. The sound is not foreign, the sound can be recognized easily. Jane's stomach makes that sound. He was hungry, he didn't have time to eat breakfast because his shooting schedule was accelerated from the time allotted.


“Interest in breakfast? I know a good place to eat near here.” Max put his glasses back on. Standing arrogantly while waiting for the approval of the woman who still seemed to hesitate with him.


“Jane..”


From a distance, someone called out to him. Jane turned around and looked for the source of the voice that said her name, it was Shara. He waved to Jane to tell her whereabouts. Jane is relieved to see Shara arrive on time so she has reason to reject the suspicious-looking handsome man's invitation. He's rescued.


“Ah, sorry once. Looks like my friend has come.” Jane smiled before saying goodbye to Max who seemed unhappy with his decision. Although his eyes were covered by sunglasses, his facial features were very disappointed. While the woman had disappeared from Max's presence in a matter of seconds even before she had time to confirm his departure.


“Dia—reject me? Me?”


Max gave a brief grin looking at Jane's back that was getting away and disappeared behind the crowd. While he still could not believe what was happening to him now. As if dreaming, as if an illusion that he had never imagined. He was rejected by a woman.


Dye who saw the incident from a distance was already laughing out loud. Let alone looking at the abandoned Max just like that, he couldn't help but laugh. ‘It turns out that woman had guts too,’ Inner Dye. For more than 20 years she had been friends with Max, and no woman would ever turn down that man. No one could refuse to talk to him. Although tau will only be a toy for Max but it does not matter if it can make her a princess in a day.


“Haha, I can't believe what I saw. I thought he'd thrust his bad chest out the moment he saw you. But what was that? Haha.” Dye still had not stopped laughing, and Max could only exhale his coarse breath into the air. He did not want to pay attention to his friend, just remembering that he had embarrassed him half to death. A Max Miller—Defused?


“Just wait, I will make him kneel before me to bed.” There is a high degree of confidence in his tone of speech.


“Do you underestimate me?” max's words suddenly made Dye speechless and immediately fixated motionless.


“No Sir, I will support you with all my soul and body,” reply Dye with a loud unanimous voice while saluting the man who seemed to have been at the peak of his frustration.


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Jane and Shara enjoy their breakfast on the hotel balcony overlooking the beauty of the beach's pampering sands.


“Who was that handsome guy?” shara asked as she bribed the piece of pastry into her mouth.


“You mean that gray-eyed guy? I don't know. Her name—who is,” Jane thought for a moment while destroying the food that was still full in her mouth, “Oh yes, Max. His name is Max.”


“Grey eyes? You mean he's wearing softlens?” Shara looked at Jane in disbelief. Who so intends to wear softlens while sunbathing on the beach. And Jane just nodded in response to Shara's words. To distinguish the original eye and contact lens is not difficult for women who have joined the world of modeling for two years, he can recognize it easily.


While finishing her meal, Jane observes the situation outside the hotel fence. There were some people who passed by, some were carrying rattan boxes, some were carrying surfboards, some were carrying rug rolls, some were carrying rugs, there was even a chance to glance at him while blinking one eye even though there was already a woman beside the man. Men are not enough with one woman.


It was a little hot outside, Jane went inside without closing the door that separated her room from the balcony where she had been sitting a moment ago. He entered without closing the door made of glass, he just walked through it. His steps were followed by a flick of white curtains hanging over the door.


Jane picks up the phone on the bed, she sees the incoming message on her phone. It looks like the message was already sent to her from two hours ago, before she left her phone at the hotel and went to do a seaside photo shoot. Jane smiled reading the contents of the message on her phone screen.


[how was your trip?]


[have you had breakfast? I told Shara there's a good breakfast.]


[…]


After replying to the message, Jane threw her phone back on the bed. With her radiant face, she walked over to Shara who was sitting on the long chair from the rattan by the window. He seemed to be busy with the iPad in his hand. Turns out he was looking at one photo of Jane on the beach this morning. Jane who stood behind him also saw the pose of himself that looks like a top model. It's not just a supposition but a reality. Models that have always inhabited the top rank in the fashion industry. Jane Morgan's.


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