Room on the 7th floor, Mrs. Esther Melody was confused.
"What happened why is it quiet? The monitor screen is blank. Damn Mathilda, why is the camera facing the floor?"
Mrs. Esther Melody reached for her cell phone, dialed Mathilda.
"Mathilda... Mathilda... where are you? Pick up your phone! Damn it! Mathilda you missed this session! Stupid woman!" Mrs. Esther Melody swore.
In the press conference room, Mathilda stood dumbfounded, staring at the figure of a beautiful woman, tall and slender, wearing elegant clothes that showed her class as a socialite from a respectable family.
Mathilda is shocked,
"She is Mrs. Nagita! Mrs. Nagita is coming to this press conference? Is she going to support Mr. Yudisthira Salman's lies?!"_
Mathilda unconsciously pointed her phone camera at the floor.
Dreet...Dreet!
Mathilda's phone vibrates. A phone call from Mrs. Esther Melody.
"Hello! Mathilda!"
"Hello...madam!"
"Camera!"
