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Chapter 18: Confrontation

After the meeting concluded, Troy leaned back in his chair, massaging his temples to ease the

tension.

Just then, his phone chimed.

Troy picked it up and glanced at the caller ID before answering, “Hello.”

“Mr. Marshall, are you at the office? I need to speak with you.”

Troy glanced at his calendar, his eyebrows furrowing. “Did you finish filming that quickly today?”

Sarah hesitated on the other end, her voice tinged with an unusual edge, “Well, about that… there. was actually no filming today.”

“No filming? Why?” Troinquired.

During a brief restroom break earlier, he had noticed that Imogen’s office was locked up–indicative of her absence from work.

Considering her dedication to on–site supervision during shoots, it was unusual for her to cancel a filming day.

“When we arrived at the studio, Ms. Forbes abruptly informed us that the shoot, was postponed due to an urgent matter. She left without further explanation, catching us off guard.”

must have been a compelling reason for her to halt the shoot. Since there was no filming, why don’t you come to the office?”

grown accustomed to Imogen’s meticulous work ethic. It seemed improbable that she would cancel a shoot without a

a veiled smirk, “Well, something important must have come up. By the way, Mr. Marshall, I have a request.”

“What’s that?”

been acting up. I’m concerned that the makeup artist from New York might not be familiar with my skin conditions, resulting in subpar makeup

it a minor request, “You don’t need

trivial, but proper communication is key in work, regardless of the scale. During collaborations, mutual respect, and sincerity are vital. I’m quite

is

miner detail to Troy, yet Imogen hadn’t informed him about canceling the shoot. The implications were apparent, but Troy implicitly trusted Imogen’s judgment and work ethic forged

the call, he

Sarah and her team arrived promptly on set, and the arrangements from the previous day remained

makeup impeccable and wardrobe on point, Sarah began

a new predicament unfolded–a clash erupted between the makeup artist and

Chapter 18. Confrontation

personal makeup artist.

Forbes, please come to the makeup room.” An assistant rushed to inform Imogen. Concerned, Imogen set aside her magazine and headed toward the dressing

with worry, “Ms. Forbes, you’re just in time. Ms. Page has brought her own makeup artist, and they’re

Ylah gestured toward the woman beside her, “Director Forbes, allow me to introduce you to Ms. Marian–Sarah’s personal makeup artist. You may have heard of her; she’s the official makeup artist for the Miss World

her

greeted

meet you, Ms. Marian.” Imogen nodded, then turned to Ylah, her tone diplomatic, “Director Willy, I understand that Ms. Page is