The Return of the Disguised Princess By Emma R. Rodriguez Chapter 17

It was no wonder Starry Sea Entertainment, once a leading enterprise in the media circle, was now reduced to such an awkward dilemma.

It would be a miracle if a group with such an enterprise culture could prosper day by day.

“What does it have to do with you? Who…”

The man suddenly closed his mouth halfway.

When the employees saw the accountant behind Amelie, they seemed to understand her identity and were so scared that they stopped talking.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Stanley saw Amelie. He quickly dragged his fat body and ran over. He bowed and said, “Ms. Mullen, welcome!”

After saying that, he glanced fiercely at the employees standing in a row beside him.

They came back to their senses and quickly stood upright and said in unison, “Welcome, Ms. Mullen!”

“Welcome?” Amelie clicked her tongue and laughed. In contrast, the employees who were standing next to her were drenched in cold sweat.

“How do you welcome me? Do you welcome me by gossiping about me?”

Amelie glanced disdainfully at Stanley, who was also shaking. “Employees of a media company should have been more tight-lipped than those of ordinary companies. Starry Sea Entertainment … really stunned me!”

“Ms. Mullen, this was just an accident!” Stanley wiped off the sweat on his head and said fiercely to

“Hurry up

“No need!”

“All of you go to

procedures. You’re dismissed!”

speaking, she

“Dismissed? This…”

We just gossiped!

to look at the speaker. She sneered, “Do I

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rushed forward and dragged the speaker out of Starry Sea

person shouting about “a lover”, “rise to the top with

any case, Sergio was her biological brother.

saw the outcome of the refutation, they didn’t dare to be impudent. They sighed and obediently went to go through

years. Send them to my office! In a moment, tell all the department managers to gather in the meeting room!” Amelie instructed as she walked. “Show me

heels, her pace was fast and steady. On the

fat and panting as

“Okay, Ms. Mullen!”

in the front hall, Stanley finally understood

trifled with. He did not dare to slack off

agree.

see the artists. She had already said that she didn’t want to

she wanted to

still traces of deliberate pretension. However,

at Stanley, who was sweating profusely, Amelie didn’t expose him. As long as he worked hard for her

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