The Transmigration Antagonist

Chapter 17: Quitting the Job

"You know.." said Scarlett.

"What?" tanya Penelope looked at Scarlett for a moment before returning to focus with youtube on her phone.

"I want to quit the modeling world."

"WHAT?" peekit Penelope's.

"Other than this? you suddenly said give up on pursuing Felix 4 hours ago and now want to quit your job?"

"It feels really strange since you fell down the stairs," Scarlett shook her head.

"Isn't Felix and being an international model your dream? one has not been achieved and you want to stop" Penelope said. Scarlett was silent for a moment.

"I'm not really interested in modeling anymore. It's really toxic there. From our friendships to our personal lives. Even the pattern then we are set tight. I didn't think it would be like that when I was in school. I think those models are happy lives. It turns out there's some dark side to it, too" Scarlett said. In the story, the author tells about it.

"They even sold their bodies to boost their careers" Scarlett said.

"Are you serious? who?" ask Penelope curiously.

"You don't need to know, your mouth is too leaky. I don't want to deal with them just because of you."

"Scarlett.." Penelope looked at Scarlett with her puppy eyes.

"No. "reject Scarlett firmly.

"Oh come on. This time it won't. Please .. I'm very curious." said Penelope.

Scarlett then whispered the names of the models into Penelope's ears. Penelope was seen widening her eyes many times as Scarlett mentioned familiar names.

"Tu.wait a minute. Miranda, you're not Miranda Balamy, are you?" ask Penelope.

"Of course he is, who else he is" Scarlett replied casually.

"It's really a family that upholds the family's good name" Scarlett said. " Your cousin would believe it. Moreover, you have no proof" Scarlett said.

"You can be proof."

"Bas stupid.is enough with words? I could be in jail for defamation" Scarlett threw her best friend's head with a couch cushion.

"They are powerful. It's not easy to drop them. I don't want to die fast" Scarlett said in horror.

"I can use my surname as well" Penelope said a little snobbishly.

"Basic cocky. You're your father's son, "so Scarlett laughed.

"What the hell. Don't talk about it" Penelope said. His father always threatened him by giving up his last name if he did not want to learn his father's business to continue his father's company because he was the only child in his family. Same with his mother. He wouldn't give her the name Carrington.

"Ah.we just touched her. My dad called me." Penelope let her phone ring to death on its own.

"Why not lift it?" ask Scarlet.

"She'd want me to learn business from her business partner again. That guy is so annoying. I wanted to tear his face apart," Penelope replied annoyedly.

"You know, I don't like business. I just want to paint."

"That's it. You just go first. At least you know about your father's business. That's very useful for you someday. You want your father's business to be held by someone else."

"Not really. You have a point" Penelope replied beginning to notice. He doesn't want his father's company to fall into the wrong hands.

"If I was married, I would let my husband continue. But on one condition, ownership remains in my name" Penelope chuckled.

"Call your father and tell him you'll be there soon!" scarlett's orders. Penelope then nodded.