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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,

probably arrive by noon. You two can head back for now. I’ll reach out

Ylah’s plan had been apparent from

I’ve seen such a prima donna. She’s been working abroad for just a few years. No

let it bother you. Dinner’s on me next time,”

we’ll head out.”

farewell, Alex and Charlie left the

her laptop and settle

her attention. Checking her watch,

and informed her, “Director Forbes, Miss Page, and

see

laptop, packed it into her

Imogen, Ylah’s face lit up, a semblance of a smile appearing as she approached. “Director Forbes, my apologies for

Her Weakness

1. failed to inform me of your

no true apology in Ylah’s

for the inconvenience. There was

I

tone cooling, “Director Forbes, what do you mean

it sounds

earlier if you

I attempted to call Director

oversight. Hence, I felt it necessary to wait

and Sarah’s expressions wavered at Imogen’s

have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be

steady as she walked away, laptop bag in tow.

watching Imogen’s departing figure, their faces contorted