Wendy had been invited by Parr Group to be part of a photo shoot for an advertisement. Her sole purpose for being there was to participate in the shoot. However, Melody injured Wendy''s face right in their verypound. This unfortunate incident could potentially derail the entire ad shooting.
''Oh, boy. Will Parr Group go after me for this? What am I going to do?'' thought Melody with her head lowered.
After all, they had chased her all the way to the bus. It seemed escaping the situation would not be as simple as she hoped.
Melody sighed reluctantly before saying, "Fine, I''ll go with you to meet your president and exin today''s mess. But can I please contact my family first?"
The woman nodded with a smile. "Of course."
Melody walked over to the side and pulled out her phone to message Lucas, [Lucas, I''m sorry! I might be causing you trouble again...]
In fact, Melody was reluctant to burden Lucas. However, she had no choice since Parr Group might be asking her forpensation for maiming the face of a celebrity they had specifically brought in for a product advertisement.
Melody mentally sighed. She had not even found a job, let alone having the money topensate them.
At that moment, Melody could only think of Lucas as the only person capable and willing to help her out.
She prayed that he would be merciful enough to lend her a little more money for the sake of her being so dedicated to ying his wife.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.
After sending the message, Melody turned to the woman with a forced smile, saying, "Alright, let''s get going."
She then quietly followed her off the bus and back to Parr Group.
Melody could not help but feel a bit awkward and nervous when she returned to the scene of the recent chaos.
''I hope their president won''t give me a hard time and perhaps ask for a bit lesspensation...'' thought Melody.
The woman led Melody to the president''s office and stopped at the door with a friendly smile. "Miss Melody, the president is waiting for you inside. You can go in on your own now."
"Uh... I have to go in by myself?" Melody asked nervously. Nevertheless, she still took a deep breath and said, "Alright. I''ll just go in."
Summoning her courage, Melody pushed open the door to the president''s office. She entered with her head down, saying, "Hello. I heard you were looking for me?"
Observing Melody''s entrance, Sherman found her nervousness oddly endearing. "My old friend, why the nerves? Are you really going to stay looking down on the floor like that?"
The familiar voice left Melody stunned. ''That voice sounds like...''
The image of a familiar face simultaneously popped into her mind.
She furrowed her brow slightly and cautiously lifted her head, only to see Sherman seated in the president''s chair behind the desk. A mixture of surprise and relief washed over her. "Sherman! It''s you!"