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Chapter 17: Her Weakness

Chapter 17: Her Weakness

The film set bustled with activity as Imogen, the brand director, arrived early to oversee the setup. Her years of collaboration had forged a seamless understanding with her longtime partners–the photographer Alex and the makeup artist Charlie. Together, they transformed her visions into reality.

As the arrangements took shape, Imogen’s watch ticked towards 9:00, the agreed–upon start time. An anxious half–hour passed, and Sarah and her team were not seen. The assistant had already nudged them once.

Photographer Alex adjusted his camera, muttering with a hint of exasperation, “Sarah’s acting like quite the prima donna.”

The makeup artist, Charlie, scoffed in response, “No surprises there. Coming back from abroad with an air of entitlement. If she wants to flaunt her diva persona, what can we do? Can we even replace her? Not even Imogen, given Mr. Marshall’s involvement.”

The truth was known to all: Mr. Marshall had handpicked Sarah.

While Imogen held the authority to change the brand’s spokesperson under normal

circumstances, Sarah was an exception.

Even if Sarah’s behavior bordered on arrogance, they had to endure it.

Frustrated. Imogen dialed Ylah’s number, her patience wearing thin. The call rang, and then the disheartening beep of a hung–up call came.

Charlie frowned, irritation coloring his tone, “They’re pushing boundaries. Backed by Mr. Marshall, they’re ignoring you.”

Minutes dragged by without an explanation for their tardiness. Imogen dialed again and only to be met with silence on the other end.

again,

phone away and turned to Alex and Charlie, her tone resolute, “They’ll probably arrive by noon. You two

experience acquainted Imogen with various clients‘ quirks. Ylah’s plan had been apparent from the

been working abroad for just

bother you. Dinner’s on me next

we’ll head out.”

farewell, Alex and Charlie left the studio.

to fetch her laptop and settle

diverted her attention. Checking her watch, it

informed her, “Director Forbes,

I’ll see them.”

packed it into her bag, and

lit up, a semblance of a smile appearing as she approached. “Director Forbes, my apologies for the delay. An unexpected

17: Her

1. phone was with the assistant, who failed to inform me of your calls. I’ll certainly reprimand him for

there was no true apology

for the inconvenience. There was an unforeseen situation,” Sarah added.

worries, I

smile faltered, her tone cooling, “Director Forbes, what do you mean by that?”

what it sounds like.”

us earlier if you weren’t planning to shoot?” Ylah’s frustration

photographer present, I attempted to call Director Willy this morning to apprise you. Regrettably,

was your assistant’s oversight. Hence, I felt it necessary to wait for you in person, lest you arrive to an

expressions wavered at

matters to attend to, so I’ll be on my way. Etrust you both won’t be delayed for

walked away, laptop bag

glances, watching Imogen’s departing figure, their faces contorted with