The crisis came too fast, and Jenny Reyes was shocked.
The first thing she did was stand in front of Yolanda Greenwood, "Ms. Bennett, if you don't like the drafts we can change them, but please mind your behavior. If you lay a hand on us again, I'll call the police."
At this point, everyone in the office had heard the commotion and gathered outside the VIP room.
Joy Bennett scoffed, "Isn't Baruy supposed to be the top in the country? Yet you still have a painter who plagiarizes?"
Jenny Reyes's heart sank, and she glared at Yolanda Greenwood with disdain.
"Ms. Bennett, I don't know where you heard what you did, but Painter Greenwood is still young and admittedly made mistakes in the past. However, I can assure you that the drafts we presented today are problem-free and of high quality."
"No problem?" Joy Bennett raised her voice, "Just because you say there's no problem means there isn't one?"
She pointed at Yolanda Greenwood, "I'll tell you, I've seen these drafts before."