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.

the brand director of MQ Clothing, Sabrina

tolerate her haughty

phone, dialed Julia’s

was heard, followed

had been abruptly

They don’t even respect you because they have Mr.

waited for a return call or even

she dialed Julia’s

she made the call than it was

to reach them

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