The adulation made Charlotte Thompson somewhat uncomfortable, she awkwardly rubbed her nose, unsure how to respond.
This meeting wasn't called for them to praise her, it was genuinely for gathering public opinions for improvements.
The current situation left her speechless, as she wasn't receiving any useful suggestions.
As the Chief Design Director, Miss Cindy was naturally invited to the meeting, but she just sat in a corner and remained silent.
Nobody noticed that her complexion was getting worse, and her hands were twisted together under the table, her palms slick with sweat.
These spineless fence-sitters would switch sides whenever there was a new incident, lacking any firm stance.
Had they forgotten how they used to fuss over her like puppies before that incident?
It hasn't been long, and now they are wagging their tails at Charlotte!
Amid the joyous atmosphere, Miss Cindy in the corner could only stew in her own anger.