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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,

“They’ll probably arrive by noon. You

plan had been apparent

these years, this is the first time I’ve seen such a prima donna. She’s been working abroad for just a few years. No significant awards and no outstanding box office results. What makes her think she’s entitled to

on me next

head

Alex and Charlie left the studio.

instructing her assistant to fetch her laptop and settle in the lounge to

her watch,

and informed her, “Director Forbes, Miss Page, and her team have arrived.”

I’ll see

her laptop, packed it into her

as she approached. “Director Forbes, my

17: Her Weakness

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

words, there was no true

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

worries, I was just about to

her tone cooling, “Director Forbes, what

what it sounds like.”

sort of joke? Why not inform us earlier if

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

your assistant’s oversight. Hence, I felt it necessary to wait

wavered at

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

walked away,

glances, watching Imogen’s departing figure, their faces