Despite being a top manager with several famous artists under her belt, and having a wide network in the industry, today her face was repeatedly trampled on the ground, and she couldn't help but lose her composure. She turned her head to look at Miranda Lewis next to her, with her makeup done to perfection, and after holding back for a while, she said, "Lily, didn't you say that the young lady beside Young Master Lawrence is your cousin? Didn't you go to ask your cousin to speak to Young Master Lawrence on our behalf yesterday? What is your cousin doing? Why would Young Master Lawrence suddenly not allow us to shoot here anymore? Are you really on good terms with your cousin?"
Miranda Lewis was even more frustrated than her; since yesterday, her face had been smacked numerous times, almost to the point of swelling. If it weren't for the fact that she had injected too much hyaluronic acid and her facial muscles had stiffened, she would hardly be able to keep her expression steady.