Chapter: 36
Aylin heaved a sigh.
“IT would never have guessed Mr. Blakely to be as shallow as most men.”
Bettie sighed.
“And our next steps should be..."
"I'll have a conversation with them to explore the possibility of making minor adjustments, such as borrowing some props. Aylin, I'm afraid you may have to clock in some additional hours. I've got a plan forming. I'll share a sample sketch later tonight," Sabrina interjected.
“Sure thing."
Sabrina returned to the dressing room to consult with Galilea's team hoping for minor modifications to the current makeup style.
Despite her growing impatience, as the key person at MQ Clothing, Sabrina bore the burden of her responsibilities.
Should the endorsement not live up to expectations, Sabrina, as the person in charge of MQ Clothing, would bear the brunt of the blame.
However, Galilea would face far greater repercussions.
When photos of Tyrone and Galilea together, confirming her role as MQ Clothing's spokesperson, surfaced online, it sparked a virtual brawl.
Darlene, with her substantial fan base, had been the original choice for spokesperson. Although Sabrina compensated her, Darlene secretly rallied her fans in a quest for justice. They Launched an online attack against Galilea on Facebook.
If the endorsement were to flop, Galilea would be a prime target for ridicule.
This being her first endorsement since returning home, it held significant importance.
Reluctantly, Galilea agreed to Sabrina's suggestions.
They finally tackled the makeup issue.
At last, the official photo-shoot was underway.
Exhausted after a grueling day, the shooting wrapped up.
Sabrina raised her gaze to the window. Night had fallen.
She stretched out and headed for the parking lot, car keys in hand.
"Sabrina."
Upon reaching the open parking area, she heard her name being called.
Turning around, Sabrina greeted the caller with a surprised smile.
"Bradley, you're here! I haven't seen you in quite a while. What brings you here? Work?"
Bradley approached her, grinning. "I thought I was seeing things. It's really you. I'm here for a magazine cover shoot. You're wrapping up rather late, aren't you?"