Chapter 382 Ne Photo Captured
“Be careful. Our efforts will be in vain the moment she starts feeling suspicious, another man warned
The one holding the camera looked grim I want being careless. She’s just way too alert
With a faint sigh, he checked the camera gallery. Every photograph contained Christina as the main
subject
While going through his shots, the man’s eyes widened after he came across one image in particr
Tve got a picture of her ne!”
“That’s great. Hurry up and send it to Mr. Gibson!”
The man couldn’t contain his smile. Their employer had told them that they would be paid double as
long as they took a picture containing Christina’s ne.
Meanwhile, everyone was already gathered around arge, round table by the time Christina arrived.
She received many res for beingte.
Every seat at the table was already upied, so the woman dragged a stool and was about to sit down
when Francis patted the vacant seat next to him. “Sit over here.”
“It’s fine. I can hear everything from here.”
Christina sat behind a photographer, looking calm with a hint of austerity.
In the eyes of others, turning down Francis’ offer was an unforgivable act, but to Christina, this was
nothing unusual.
An air of hostility engulfed the room in an instant.
“Let’s move on,” Francis announced.
The screenwriter snapped back to reality and continued speaking while ncing at the script, which
was iplete because she didn’t have enough knowledge of the costumes involved.
Just as she was about to turn around and ask the stylists for their opinions. Francis ended the meeting.
“That’s all for today. We’ll meet again this weekend, so do your best to finish up all your tasks,” he
instructed.
After that, Christina stopped by the dressing room containing arge array of branded clothes, most of
which were given to Francis through sponsorships.
Thepany only had a few artists now, so all its resources practically came from Francis.
Christina figured she would pick a few outfits and hand them to the screenwriter so that thetter could
write the script ording to the descriptions of the outfits,
Suddenly, the sound of the door closing came from behind.
“Christina, please resign,” Penelope demanded, walking in.
“I want to leave this job more than you want me to, so if you have the power to ask Francis to fire me,
“Be careful. Our efforts will be in vain the moment she starts feeling suspicious, another man warned.
The one holding the camera looked grim. I wasn’t being careless She’s just way too alert
With a faint sigh, he checked the camera gallery. Every photograph contained Christina as the main
subject.
While going through his shots, the man’s eyes widened after he came across one image in particr.
Tve got a picture of her ne!”
“That’s great. Hurry up and send it to Mr. Gibson!”
The man couldn’t contain his smile. Their employer had told them that they would be paid double as
long as they took a picture containing Christina’s ne.
Meanwhile, everyone was already gathered around arge, round table by the time Christina arrived.
She received many res for beingte.
Every seat at the table was already upied, so the woman dragged a stool and was about to sit
down. when Francis patted the vacant seat next to him. “Sit over here.”
“It’s fine. I can hear everything from here.”
Christina sat behind a photographer, looking calm with a hint of austerity.
In the eyes of others, turning down Francis’ offer was an unforgivable act, but to Christina, this was
nothing unusual.
An air of hostility engulfed the room in an instant.
“Let’s move on,” Francis announced.
The screenwriter snapped back to reality and continued speaking while ncing at the script, which
was iplete because she didn’t have enough knowledge of the costumes involved.
Just as she was about to turn around and ask the stylists for their opinions, Francis ended the meeting.
“That’s all for today. We’ll meet again this weekend, so do your best to finish up all your tasks,” he
instructed.
After that, Christina stopped by the dressing room containing arge array of branded clothes, most of
which were given to Francis through sponsorships.
Thepany only had a few artists now, so all its resources practically came from Francis.
Christina figured she would pick a few outfits and hand them to the screenwriter so that thetter could
write the script ording to the descriptions of the outfits.
Suddenly, the sound of the door closing came from behind.
“Christina, please resign,” Penelope demanded, walking in.
“I want to leave this job more than you want me to, so if you have the power to ask Francis to fire me,
please do that. I’d be eternally grateful,” Christina replied nonchntly without turning around. To her,
Penelope’s antics were nothing more than child’s y–boring and without substance.
With a huff, Penelope took out her phone and showed some pictures of Christina doing Francis
makeup “Don’t you think fans would start digging up your dirt if I uploaded these photos online?”
The smug grin on her face widened as she continued to provoke Christina. “Then, I’ll spread some
rumors of you trying to seduce Francis… Oh! I almost forgot that you have kids. What would they say if
they saw these pictures? I look forward to that!”
Christina nced at the photos, her expression clouding over as she noticed how every photo had
been taken from suggestive angles.
She then walked over, raised an arm, and swung it.
p!
A red mark appeared on Penelope’s cheek at once, and her phone fell to the floor. “Christina! How dare
you hit me?”
Christina icily picked up the device, went through every photo inside it, and deleted them one after
another. After some thought, she then reformatted every image on the phone and tossed the phone
aside. as though it were trash.
“How could you delete all my photos?” Penelope was so infuriated that she could kill.
“You took all of them secretly. I deleted them so you wouldn’t risk getting sued by Francis.” Christina’s
expression remained frosty. All the pictures had been taken while Francis was working.
Some images were of him topless, which made things look especially ambiguous.
“You b*tch! How dare you delete my photos? I’ll kill you!”
Like a rabid animal, Penelope lunged at Christina, who had already read her movements and dragged
the clothing rack over, causing the former to trip and crash onto the ground face-first.
Blood trickled on the floor as Penelope began to wail in pain. It was a pitiful sight.
Other employees who heard themotion from outside rushed into the dressing room.
From the way Penelope had a face full of blood and Christina was merely standing upright, those who
didn’t know better would automatically assume that Penelope was the victim.
The staff members who were close to Penelope targeted Christina right away.
“You’d better not think you can pick on others just because Mr. Fernando favors you!”
“You’re so selfish, Christina! Apologize to Penelope right now before you think about stepping out of
this
room.”
“I’m not the one who should be apologizing,” Christinamented ndly, crossing her arms.
That only sounded like pure haughtiness in the ears of everyone else.
She hurt someone, but she’s asking for an apology?
“You’re out of your mind, Christina! How could you say such things?” a coworker scoffed.
The employees stood on Penelope’s side, ostracizing Christina.
At that very moment, Francis walked in.
Mr. Fernando! Please fire Christina. Her stuck up personality makes it really hard for her to get along
with others!”
“We’re begging you, sir. Please fire her.”
“We don’t want to work with her anymore.”
With several employees ganging up against Christina, it would likely be difficult for her to keep her job
now.
Penelope clutched her nose in pain. She may have gotten injured, but she felt it was worth it as long as
it meant seeing Christina leave,
Francis turned to Christina. “Aren’t you going to exin yourself?”
“There’s nothing to exin here. You can just do as they ask.” Christina shrugged, showing no intention
of borating.
Yet, just as she bent over to pick up her fallen purse and walked toward the door, Francis grabbed her
wrist. “Fine. If you’re not going to exin yourself, I’ll do it for you.”
All the employees at the scene were stunned.
Is Mr. Fernando still going to side with her after everything that’s just happened? This could cause
outrage!
Francis calmly took out his phone, the screen showing whatever that had just happened inside the
dressing room.
“Isn’t the surveince camera broken?”
“It’s been fixed long ago. We’ve got so many branded clothes in here, so of course we’ll need
surveince.”
Penelope’s expression took a turn for the worse upon hearing her coworker’s words.
She hade looking for Christina and messed with her on the belief that the surveince cameras.
weren’t working.
Everything from their conversation to the way Penelope had jumped at Christina first-was now being
shown loud and clear.
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“Penelope should be the one apologizing,” Francis ordered coldly.
Christina raised her head slightly, her eyes looking cier-like.
Everyone else exchanged nces, not daring to speak up for Penelope anymore.
Those who had openly sided with her felt even more ashamed, as one would feel after wrongly
using the innocent..
Yet, one of them refused to back down. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you, Christina?” she
questioned. stepping forward. “Why didn’t you try to exin yourself or prove your innocence? Do you
enjoy causing scenes like this?”