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"This was a completely unlikely situation and I want each of you to know that it wasn't your fault." Samuel said as he paced around the front of the conference hall. "But... that doesn't mean that the problem can be ignored. We can't cancel the fashion show. It contributes to a twenty-nine percent of the profit."
"But how are we supposed to find thirty models in two days, do fittings, rehearsals and everything especially when it's the weekend?" Lara Malcolm put forward a question.
Samuel pursed his lips and looked over at Stella who nodded her head, agreeing with what Lara had to say.
The conference hall burst out in discussion, everyone trying to come up with something or the other that could be done.
"Excuse me sir?" Jane Alistair, his secretary, ap
