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,

turned to Alex and Charlie, her tone resolute, “They’ll probably arrive by noon. You two can head back for now. I’ll

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

first time 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,” Imogen

head

and Charlie left the

remained, instructing her assistant to fetch her laptop and

attention. Checking her watch, it was

informed her, “Director Forbes, Miss

see

packed it into her bag, and exited the

as she approached. “Director Forbes, my apologies for the delay. An unexpected morning meeting with company leaders held

Her Weakness

  1. assistant, who failed to inform me of your calls. I’ll

words, there was no true apology in Ylah’s demeanor.

apologies for the inconvenience. There was an

smiled graciously, “No worries, I was just about

Forbes,

it sounds like.”

of joke? Why not inform us earlier if you weren’t planning to

nor the photographer present, I attempted to call

it necessary to wait for you in person,

Sarah’s expressions wavered at Imogen’s

to, so I’ll be on my way. Etrust

smile remained steady as she walked away, laptop bag

exchanged glances, watching Imogen’s departing

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