Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 158

Two days later.

"I deeply apologize for the sudden schedule change. I promise this won’t happen again."

As soon as Shin Yerim arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport and stepped into the arrivals hall, she bowed her head in apology.

Changing the schedule so abruptly right before a first meeting was an unthinkable action from someone in her position.

However, the response she received was unexpected.

"It's absolutely fine. Thank you for making the trip here."

Chloé Durand, the fashion director of Elle France, shrugged as if the sudden change of plans was no big deal.

"You were originally scheduled to arrive two weeks earlier, so a two-day delay isn’t an issue."

With that, she added, "May I take a quick look?"

"Y-Yes? My... luggage?"

"No, your figure. Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"Ah... no, it’s fine."

"Then, let’s talk as we walk. I’ll observe while we move."

"Y-Yes! Of course!"

As they walked together, Chloé scanned Yerim’s body from head to toe with a meticulous gaze.

‘She’s absolutely perfect.’

If there was such a thing as the golden ratio for body proportions, Yerim seemed to embody it completely. Even her chest—both its size and shape—was flawless.

‘And on top of that...’

In the photos Chloé had reviewed, Yerim had appeared to lack a certain sensual allure. Yet, in the span of a few months, something had changed. A subtle yet undeniable air of seductiveness now surrounded her.

‘She was a minor until recently, and she’s just become an adult now... Could it be because of that?’

As Chloé pondered, her eyes were drawn to Yerim’s oddly awkward gait.

Something about her posture seemed off. Her hand rested unconsciously over her lower abdomen.

As a fellow woman, Chloé immediately recognized what this stance meant.

To a casual observer, it might have seemed like she was dealing with some biological discomfort.

But this was clearly something else entirely.

"Is there perhaps a connection between your delayed arrival and that peculiar walk of yours?"

"W-What?!"

Yerim’s startled reaction made it clear to Chloé that her intuition was spot on.

"If you’ve crossed the most critical threshold, then everything makes more sense."

"Th-That’s... um..."

"Judging by the timestamp of your email, it was about... six hours, wasn’t it?"

"N-No, I mean... it was more... I mean, no, that’s not it!"

Chloé chuckled softly, amused by the model’s increasingly flustered demeanor.

"By the way, I’m impressed by how fluent your French is. Starting off in French caught me by surprise."

"Th-Thank you. My agency really pushed me to... to study hard."

"Do you speak English as well?"

"Yes, though I’m not very quick, but I can manage both English and French well enough to understand and communicate."

Chloé was impressed. Preparing for a modeling career to this extent?

‘She’s incredibly thorough.’

Or perhaps the agency had done its homework. After all, they seemed to recognize Yerim’s immense potential and had equipped her with the tools for success.

Regardless, it was a good thing. Nothing was better than being able to communicate well with a model.

"Yerim, I almost forgot to say this."

"Yes?"

"Welcome to France, and to Paris."

"Thank you so much!"

And with that, Shin Yerim officially embarked on her journey as a professional model.

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Yerim must have arrived in Paris by now.