Chapter 23 Last-minute Help. This statement dazed Ariana for several seconds. Soon, she recovered from the shock. "Why would you fire me? I did nothing wrong. You have no right to fire me. "shut up!" Donna shouted angrily. "You were only employed here a few days ago, but you have caused such a big loss. Who knows how much more the company would lose if you continue to work here? You are lucky that we aren't asking you to pay for damages. Get out of here right now!". Everyone in the studio gathered to watch the scene at this time. Ariana had no one on her side now. She stood there with her fists clenched. No one would believe her even if she tried to explain. Judging by the looks they all gave her, it was obvious they wanted her to be kicked out. “What are you waiting for? Pack your stuff and get the fuck out of here!" Donna yelled at Ariana. Her voice was so loud that the other workers were startled. They quickly lowered their heads and resumed cleaning up. The tension in the studio was as thick as fog. Just as everyone went about their business, a husky male voice came from the door. "What the hell is going on here?". Ariana tured around, recognizing that the voice belonged to Horace— her husband's assistant, the same one she had met at home several times. She looked behind him, in hopes that she would see Theodore. She felt a bit disappointed when she didn't see him there. What was she thinking? How could Theodore show up here when he was still paralyzed and wasn't healthy enough to work? All the workers in the studio froze when they saw Horace. Donna, who had been so arrogant a second ago, immediately bowed and greeted him. "Good afternoon, Mr. Silence

The other workers did the same. Brielle curled her lips with contempt. Horace was just Theodore's assistant. She didn't see the need to respect him. She was just about to make a witty remark when Jasper tugged at her sleeve and warned her with his eyes. “What? Are you afraid of him too? But he's not Theodore. He's nothing but an employee," Brielle murmured under her breath and then pouted like a spoiled brat. Unbeknownst to her, Horace heard all that she said. He just smirked without looking at her. He then went straight to Ariana and inquired about what happened. Before Ariana could utter a word, Donna snapped, "Mr. Silence, she's the one at fault here! She secretly said something to the client, causing him to cancel the shoot and refuse to work with our model. "She said something? What exactly did she say? Since you don't know. what she sai. how are you so sure that this is her fault?" Horace queried, frowning deeply. "Sir, the fact remains that the shoot was canceled because of her. Why does it matter that—". "Enough!" Horace shut Donna up before she could finish speaking. "Before I came here, I received a message from Ivan. He told me a completely different story. Donna's face changed when she heard this. Flustered, she took a quick peek at Jasper. Jasper's face darkened. "The timing of that e-mail is questionable. " Horace smiled politely, ignoring the sarcasm in his tone, and went on. “It's simple professional etiquette. It's good that Ivan went out of his way to explain things to the management

According to him, he canceled the shoot because the model spoke ill of his designs and refused to act according to his suggestions. He said that he can't work with such an arrogant and difficult person. Although he wanted to terminate the deal completely, he decided to continue cooperating with SJ Entertainment on the condition that the key model must be changed. And it's all thanks to Ms. Edwards’ timely intervention. The onlookers began to murmur as soon as they heard this statement. Their opinions of Ariana changed. Brielle's face darkened. How dare Horace tear her down in the presence of all these people? She was so angry, but she decided to clear her name before things turned sour for her. "It was just a misunderstanding. I didn't speak ill of the designs, nor did I go against him arrogantly. I just made a simple observation. Ivan is Italian. Perhaps he misunderstood my words because English is not his first language. The interpreter, who was supposed to act as a bridge between us arrived late. It is all her fault!". Horace was not surprised that Brielle was pinning the blame on someone else. "I see. Since no one wants to take the blame, I will report this incident to the boss. Brielle looked horrified. She didn't expect things to get out of hand. She dreaded having to face dire consequences should the matter be tabled by the higher-ups. She shot a glare at Ariana and stormed out angrily. Her assistants and. bodyguards followed her out. The studio became empty all of a sudden