Bella stood frozen in her spot, trying to comprehend why the director suddenly slapped her on their first meeting.
'What have I done wrong to be slapped by her?' She pondered, bewildered by the turn of events. The sting of the slap lingered on her right cheek, accompanied by the faint discomfort of a paper cut.
Her tears welled up from the corners of her eyes as she touched her face. "Director… I–"
Sasha's piercing gaze stopped her from completing her words. "You are just new here. How dare you mess up with my proposal?! I said that I'd be choosing an A-list celebrity from our country, not a random singer from Ye-tube! I don't care if she's a global sensation. She doesn't deserve to be our endorser!"
"But… D-Director… Chairman Williams had already approved–"
"Shut up!" Sasha cut her off. "I'm the one leading this product launch! I'll select the endorsers myself!"
