A Sweet Transaction

Chapter 16: Brand Endorsement

Nia POV

After the unpleasant meeting with Raffaello Xu in the WHO party, I've decided that I need to hone my research skills if I want to avoid anything related to him.

Therefore, unreluctantly, I have searched about the 'Omega Group' that keeps on being mentioned that's associated with his name.

As far as I remember, that Tarnya girl told me that Raffaello wasn't competing to be the heir of the company, so he went to isolate in Australia instead. But now, he was introduced as the 'Chairman' of the company, wasn't he?

For me, that means that what Tarnya have said back then was true. Raffaello must've married Tarnya and fought his way to power.

Tss. If he was going to do that in the first place, why did he have to involve himself with an innocent person like me? He's an asshole through and through!

Just when I was about to calm myself, an email about a certain 'Bright Airlines' was sent to me. It was an endorsement offer with a shiny price tag on it.

But remembering fresh from my research, 'Bright Airlines' is just one of the companies after the Omega Group. This is connected to Raffaello's company so why the hell would I accept it!?

"Ugh, so annoying!" I muttered to myself.

Without any hesitations, I deleted the email that Bright Airlines sent to me. There's no way I would associate myself with anything Raffaello does!

Just when I was about to close my email, another message from a different company came in.

It was quite interesting because the brand itself was associated with 'Grosvenor Group'. I know that company. It's very well-known, especially in Australia, since the owner is a young duke from the UK.

The offer itself was interesting, since it was about promoting generic pharmaceutical alternatives in Australasia region. The offer price was good to, it was even equal to offer that Bright Airlines have indicated.

After reading through everything and exchanging messages with the brand manager, I accepted the endorsement contract with Grosvenor Group and was scheduled to have a pictorial with them.

In the shoot, I was asked to wear a dark teal blue off-shoulder dress, which was the main colour of the brand. My hair was put into a bun and my make-up was kept simple yet fresh at the same time.

"Pose! Smile! Good job!" the photographer screamed.

I mindlessly followed his directions, used to the many shoots I have already done.

"Lean towards your right. Move towards front a bit. Good! That's it!"

After what seemed like a long while, the shoot finally ended. I was packing up in my dressing room when a staff called me in.

"Hi, Miss Nia! Higher-ups from the brand just want to meet up with you in the conference room."

Meet-up? That's a bit odd. I've never had the higher-ups from the brand I endorse personally meet me. But after all, the Grosvenor Group is a pretty big company so maybe it's different?

It's not possible that I'll meet the duke himself, right? That's too impossible! I heard his wife is from Kazakhstan and they have two kids together.

My heart suddenly raced at the thought, expecting that I'd be starstrucked if I did see them.

Busy with my own thoughts, I followed the staff into the conference room.

I entered the room with a big smile but it immediately disappeared when I saw the person I wanted to avoid the most!