Chapter 98: Flexing Power
The director’s heart skipped a beat at Giselle's words, his uncertainty about Henry's connections intensifying.
He quickly tried to explain, “Miss Lambert, the production team's lack of preparation is to blame. Please bear with us tonight, and we'll have everything sorted by tomorrow.”
Anna, with a sneer, chimed in from the side. “Thinking you're Mrs. Jefferson already? What does the show's sponsorship have to do with you?”
Without hesitation, Giselle pulled out her phone and dialed Henry, who answered almost instantly.
“Darling,” he greeted.
The term made Giselle slightly uncomfortable, but this wasn’t the time to dwell on it. She cut straight to the chase: “It seems the dance competition isn’t lacking sponsors, so maybe you should just pull your funding.”
The director turned visibly pale at her words.
Anna, who was standing closer to the director, scoffed and said, “Don’t listen to her bluff, director. Look at all the contestants who came with assistants, especially someone li
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