Just like that, she carefully scrutinized each one.
Finally, she came to Ivana.
By this time, Ivana had already finished her makeup and stood up when she saw her approaching.
"Manager Bennett... I am truly sorry about earlier; I didn't realize it was you."
Ivana Bennett nodded lightly, "You're 178?"
A flicker of something unusual passed through Ivana's eyes, "Yes, that's right."
In fact, she was only 176, and had exaggerated by two centimeters externally; after all, a difference of two centimeters is hard to spot unless measured.
Was this girl's eye too sharp?!
Pushing up her plain glasses, Ivana Bennett noticed her nervousness but didn't call it out. After some deliberation, she raised her voice and commanded.
"Bring over garment number 19 for her to try on."
The staff swiftly sprang into action, rolling out the clothes and distributing them by number for the models to try on.
