The venue was all set and Sabrina glanced at her watch. It was nearing

9:00, which meant Galilea and her team were thirty minutes late.

The assistant had already tried to hasten them once.

Aylin, the photographer, adjusted the camera in his hand and sighed.

“Galilea acts like a diva.”

The make-up artist, Bettie, sneered and remarked, “What can we do? She returned from abroad, after all. We have no control over her. Who are we to fire her? Even Sabrina doesn’t have the power to.”

It was common knowledge that the ambassador had been handpicked by Tyrone.

brand director of MQ Clothing, Sabrina could replace anyone

had no choice but to tolerate her haughty behavior, even

swiftly unlocked her phone, dialed Julia’s number, and

was heard,

call had

taken aback and then irritated, grumbled, “They’re crossing the line. They don’t

waited for a return call or even a text, but none

dialed Julia’s number

had she made the call than

attempts to

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