"Bah! I’m not going! Let’s see how long she can keep flaunting! First week at work, and she’s already got running in circles!" Director Hao cursed as she sat down, thinking of ways to shirk the task, when suddenly the hallway echoed with the sound of hurried footsteps.
A few people rushed in, flustered, asking, "Where’s young Master Fu? Has young Master Fu returned?!"
Director Hao peeked out and saw it was so staff who had gone out to film with the artists, including managers and assistants.
She recognized these people; they were all Becca’s entourage, the popular rising starlet.
"I think young Master Fu went abroad. You can call his phone!" Director Hao imdiately threw Lawrence’s instructions out the window, stepping out of the office to offer suggestions to those people.
"We’ve called! But no one’s picking up! Which country did he go to?!"
"Oh, right, seems there’s a ti difference. That country has a twelve-hour ti difference with us."
"Young Master Fu is still asleep! What should we do?!"
"What’s going on? Why are you all so anxious? Where’s Becca?" Director Hao was extrely excited. Could it be sothing serious happened?!
Those people knew Director Hao wasn’t soone in charge, and wouldn’t spill celebrity gossip to her.
"With young Master Fu not here, who else is in the company? What about the vice president or the director of artists?"
"Nobody’s here; the VP position has been vacant since the last one resigned. The director of artists went to the Southern Region." Director Hao, being with the company for long and loving gossip, knew the movents of key staff better than the HR departnt.
"Who can make decisions then?! Quick! If we’re late, sothing big might happen!" Becca’s manager was in a panic, sweat beads continuously forming on her forehead.
Their voices were so loud in the hallway that practically everyone in the company heard them.
Lawrence Winters was no exception. She stepped out and said calmly, "Co to my office, tell what’s happening."
"...And you are?" Becca’s manager, Miss Zeng, hadn’t been in the office these days, so it was normal for her not to know Lawrence Winters.
Lawrence Winters introduced herself calmly, "I’m Lawrence Winters, the company’s newly appointed spokesperson. If it’s about artists, you can talk to ."
"What good is talking to her? She’s new here; what can she possibly do?" Director Hao rolled her eyes skyward.
Lawrence had tolerated her for a long ti, but now she didn’t have to anymore.
She said in a peaceful tone, "Director Hao, you’re just the office manager, half a rank lower than . I advise you to be respectful."
After saying this, she gestured to Becca’s manager and assistants, "Follow inside."
She said it with a formidable presence, completely unlike a fresh-out-of-college recruit!
Miss Zeng and the two assistants imdiately followed her into her office.
Director Hao tried to sneak a peek, but Lawrence Winters unceremoniously closed the door in her face.
Turning around to look at Miss Zeng, Lawrence asked, "What happened?"
Miss Zeng was staring at her phone, a face full of despair: "It’s over... it’s already trending... it’s irrecoverable..."
She covered her face, and tears seeped through her fingers.
The two assistants looked equally desolate.
Lawrence suppressed her anger, her voice turning cold, "Tell quickly, there might still be a chance to salvage this. If you’re vague, not even the king of heaven can save her."
She evaluated the situation, guessing sothing must have happened to Becca.
Miss Zeng handed her phone over, sobbing, "Look! How can we fix this?!"
Lawrence looked down at the phone Miss Zeng handed her. It showed a pixelated photo.
On a ssy bed, a man and a woman were embracing, but both their heads were pixelated, making it impossible to identify them.
Miss Zeng switched to Weibo, and the number one trending topic lood large.
#AffairCaughtRedHanded between Top Traffic Starlet XX and a Married Man#
There was also a video, showing a robust woman fervently attacking a slender woman while yelling, "Bitch! You harlot! Lower than a chicken! How dare you steal soone else’s husband! Want to steal so much, why not just sell yourself?!"
The woman on the receiving end clung to her face, revealing only her snow-white back.
On her back shoulder was a tattoo of a blooming rosebud, Becca’s signature mark.
Lawrence Winters placed a comforting hand on Miss Zeng’s shoulder.
This gesture cald her distraught state.
She took a deep breath and said, "I received this photo ten minutes ago. Paparazzi from Zander Corporation sent it to , demanding ten million in ten minutes to buy back the negatives and video, or they release it."
"I was shocked. If it were a million, I could possibly handle it, but he asked for ten million right off the bat, which I don’t have. I was planning on asking young Master Fu if he would pay..."
Lawrence understood. She frowned at the photo, then the video, and asked, "Where is Becca? Weren’t you with her today?"
One of Becca’s assistants said, "We were with Miss Becca shooting an outdoor scene in the morning. After shooting, she said she wanted to return to the hotel to rest, so we waited in the car outside."
"Then Miss Zeng rushed over, and when we tried calling Miss Becca again, we couldn’t reach her!"
"We went to her hotel room, only to find she never checked in!"
Another assistant added, "She must have been controlled..."
He glanced at the video, feeling deeply regretful.
Becca was the most prominent rising star lately, beautiful with acting skills, poised to leap from a popular figure to a genuine star.
They had been with her since her debut, all hoping for her spectacular success.
But now, with this incident, her acting career was essentially ruined.
Miss Zeng wiped her nose with a tissue and choked up, "The company spent so much money to propel her... now it’s all ruined... completely ruined..."
Previously, Lawrence Winters, in pursuit of Lucas Harlow, had so understanding of the artists in his company.
She didn’t particularly like Becca, finding her too fond of playing up romantic pairings for publicity, not quite to her taste.
But regardless of her personal feelings, it was her job to protect her company’s employees, as was her duty as the spokesperson.
She imdiately and calmly said, "Since the public relations director isn’t here, I’ll handle this myself."
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