Chapter 379


    Cordelia had just poured herself a ss of water and taken a gulp, so she almost spat it out.


    She ended the call and left the room.


    Mona seemed impatient outside and red at her in frustration.


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    “What’s this? You call this professional?” she yelled. “Imperial Media’s a capablepany in


    showbiz. How’s there an agent like this!? Where’s the courtesy when the artist came and was just


    abandoned at the side!?”


    Mr. Smith could not take it. “Ms. Adams, have you been courteous then?”


    Mona red at him.


    “Ms. Cordelia is Madam Baker’s senior assistant. She oversees all artists'' activities, schedules,


    training, and so on. Even Neil Harris has to follow her arrangement!


    “Or do you think you’re higher in statuspared to Mr. Harris?”


    What Mr. Smith said carried a lot of weight. Mona took a step back in indignation.


    Cordelia smiled and picked up a folder on the desk. It contained the schedules of several artists in


    thepany.


    “This is your arranged schedule.” Cordelia passed Mona’s to her. “There are a few things to note


    going on this show. I’ll let your assistant know beforehand.”


    “What show is this?” Mona cried again after taking a look and tossed the document to the side. “I’m


    not going!”


    “This is thepany’s arrangement.” Cordelia looked at her coldly.


    “Thepany’s arrangement? Ms. Cordelia, I signed with Imperial Media aiming for famous


    directors and big productions! You’re not arranging film roles for me but asking me to go on variety


    shows?”


    “Your direction is that of an influencer celebrity. You need sufficient exposure. Besides, there aren''t


    any films suitable for you currently.”


    “I think you’re doing this on purpose!” Mona red at her with a twisted expression.


    Cordelia chuckled. “Ms. Adams, you’re here to make money for thepany. How will I benefit from


    picking on you?”


    “I’m not going on this show anyway!” Mona was disdainful. “Madam Baker already said when she


    signed me. I can do what I like!


    “Ms. Cordelia, should I listen to Madam Baker or you?”


    Cordelia looked at her. “I’ve already signed the contract for this show.”


    “Then pay the penalty!” Mona threw herself on the couch. “Or… you can beg me?”


    Cordelia’s expression was cold as she stayed silent. She caught the sh of triumph in the woman’s


    eyes.


    She was an influencer type of celebrity with a massive fan following—blind, mindless ones.


    Cordelia would not possibly ask for her to be carried to the variety show. Even if she could force her


    there, she could make nonsense up on the show and destroy thepany’s painstakingly built


    reputation.


    Mona snickered.


    She was a little regretful that her best friend, Nelly, was not here to witness how Cordelia suffered!


    She stretched, wearing aden gaze. “Ms. Cordelia, if you beg me, I might be willing to go!”


    Cordelia smirked without saying anything and just kept looking at her like that.


    More than ten seconds passed. The room was eerily quiet. The calmposure in Cordelia’s eyes


    made Mona anxious.


    Cordelia asked softly, “You really don’t want to go?”


    Mona nced at her and snorted.


    Cordelia smiled and pulled her phone out to call a number.


    “Ms. Lulham, yes, it’s me. Heh… Ourpany has been doing well recently. We just signed with


    Mona. Her? She probably won’t be going to the show this afternoon. Yeah, it’s quite a pity…”


    Mona widened her eyes and stared at Cordelia in disbelief. It was until thetter was done with the


    call that she asked in a daze, “W-Who did you call just now? Was it Trinity Lulham!?”