Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Let’s be realistic first

"I hope you’ll take good care of her," Taylor said with an unusually pleasant smile while looking at the woman seated across from him.

Lola adjusted her glasses slightly before carefully scanning Ivy from head to toe.

"She definitely has the body proportions of a model," Lola admitted thoughtfully. "But we’ll still need to work on several things before making her debut."

Her sharp eyes shifted back toward Taylor afterward.

Meanwhile, Ivy and Sal sat quietly on the side, both looking completely caught off guard by Taylor’s behavior.

"Now I understand why he was walking so fast earlier," Sal muttered under his breath while watching Taylor act strangely attentive.

Ivy rolled her eyes instantly and looked away.

She genuinely could not stand the foolish expression on Taylor’s face at the moment.

"As you say," Taylor replied smoothly. "I’ll leave her in your care."

Lola gave a small nod.

"Good."

"Now that everything’s settled, I should probably take my leave," Taylor announced.

However, despite saying that, he somehow remained seated without moving at all.

The room fell silent for a second.

Then Ivy pointed directly toward the office door.

"The exit is over there."

Taylor’s smile twitched slightly.

Unfortunately for him, the moment Lola looked up at him again, he immediately straightened his expression and stood up awkwardly.

"Yes," he coughed lightly. "I was just leaving."

Sal looked away to hide his amusement.

Meanwhile, Ivy shook her head helplessly as Taylor finally exited the office.

The moment the door closed behind him, the atmosphere inside the room became calmer.

Lola leaned back slightly in her chair before looking toward Ivy again.

"So," she said, folding her hands together neatly, "Ivy, right?"

Ivy nodded politely.

"That’s a nice name."

"Thank you."

Lola was one of the most renowned managers under Globe Entertainment.

Over the years, countless successful celebrities and top models had risen under her guidance. She had built a reputation for being strict, sharp, and exceptionally good at judging people.

Very few managed to impress her easily.

And yet, the woman currently sitting in front of her had personally been introduced by Xander Emerson himself.

That alone made Ivy stand out.

Xander rarely involved himself in anyone’s career matters. In fact, he was known for believing strongly in self-growth and hard work rather than favoritism.

This was why Lola found this entire situation strangely interesting.

She was not someone who enjoyed interfering in personal matters, but there was undeniably something unusual about Ivy.

Not arrogance.

Not ambition.

But something difficult to explain.

An oddly natural charm.

Even the way she sat looked unpolished compared to professional models, yet it did not feel unpleasant.

Lola studied her carefully for another moment.

Meanwhile, Ivy slowly began feeling nervous under the intense stare.

"...Is something wrong with my face?" Ivy asked cautiously.

Sal immediately covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

Lola blinked once before unexpectedly smiling faintly.

"No," she answered honestly. "I was just trying to figure you out."

Ivy looked even more confused after hearing that.

Lola rested her chin lightly against her hand.

"You don’t seem like someone chasing fame."

"I’m not," Ivy admitted immediately.

That answer only made Lola more intrigued.

Most newcomers entered the industry desperate for recognition, money, or attention.

But Ivy’s response sounded genuine.

"Then why modeling?" Lola asked curiously.

Ivy paused briefly before answering honestly.

"...I want to try something for myself."

The simple answer lingered quietly in the room.

Lola watched her expression carefully before slowly nodding.

At the very least, the woman in front of her did not seem fake.

And in this industry, that alone was rare enough.

Most people walked into Globe Entertainment desperate to become famous overnight. Some chased money. Others chased attention, status, or validation.

But Ivy’s eyes held none of that desperation.

Instead, she simply looked uncertain.

Like someone genuinely trying to figure herself out.

And oddly enough, Lola found that refreshing.

A faint smile slowly appeared on her face.

"You’re surprisingly honest," Lola admitted.

Ivy blinked.

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