CHAPTER 58: ONCE A STREET PUNK

After hearing Harold's words, Lauretta and the other two, who had approached her with a glass of water, sat in silence. This was new territory for them. Lauretta just came here to have fun and a break from the daily grind. She couldn't help but laugh at the idea. If she didn't have a job, maybe, just maybe, she would have considered such an enticing offer. "Sir, I think you've got the wrong idea," Lauretta finally spoke. "Outshining Brandon isn't a walk in the park. First off, matching his talent is a tall order, and don't even get me started on his looks, he's got universal appeal. Plus, each of his songs has its own composer, and you know the legend he works with. So, to match Brandon's achievements, you'll need a team even stronger than his. Do you have that?" Harold beamed, "Of course, our boss is Brandon himself!" This revelation threw the three women into deeper silence. Seeing their confusion, Harold was puzzled until Lauretta burst into laughter. "If you work for Brandon,