She took out a cigarette from her bag, held it in her mouth but did not light it. Julie tried to calm herself down before she exploded and some how the action of smoking did just that.
“Anyway, that was in the past. Let’s turn to a new page. Today I want to talk to you about the cover character of Extreme Luxury. Give it back to Jasmine, whom it rightfully belongs to.” Laurence ordered Julie directly, leaving no room for her to negotiate.
“Julie, this is for your own good. You’ve been in show biz for only several years, and you’ve never shot for a magazine cover...” Jasmine sullenly spoke up, still looking depressed and forlorn. “This is a Joint venture between American and French designers; if you don’t perform well, you’ll not only humiliate yourself, but also our company in front of
