The Conrad Family

“You should just go home and say goodbye to modeling, what the hell do you think that you are doing?” Venita asked, staring at the trainee who was practicing, she shook her head in distaste. The trainee immediately stood at the side with bowed head, Venita stared at her from head to toe and exhaled heavily. “This won’t do, let me ask you, which family are you from?” She asked and the trainee raised her head to stare at her in surprise. “What?” She asked and Venita scoffed in annoyance. “Apart from being dumb, are you deaf too? I asked which family you are from.” She asked. “Let me rephrase it, who is your father and how many companies does he own?” “Uhmmm, I am from a very average family, my dad is in the civil service and my mom is dead,” she replied and Venita nodded. “I see,” She said, still nodding her head. “Once you are a pauper, there will always be a sign of poverty on you. Tell me, what the hell are you doing here? Can’t you just go and focus on what the likes that comes from