Chapter 379

Cordelia had just poured herself a glass of water and taken a gulp, so she almost spat it out. She ended the call and left the room. Mona seemed impatient outside and glared at her in frustration. “What’s this? You call this professional?” she yelled. “Imperial Media’s a capable company in showbiz. How’s there an agent like this!? Where’s the courtesy when the artist came and was just abandoned at the side!?” Mr. Smith could not take it. “Ms. Adams, have you been courteous then?” Mona glared at him. “Ms. Cordelia is Madam Baker’s senior assistant. She oversees all artists' activities, schedules, training, and so on. Even Neil Harris has to follow her arrangement! “Or do you think you’re higher in status compared to Mr. Harris?” What Mr. Smith said carried a lot of weight. Mona took a step back in indignation. Cordelia smiled and picked up a folder on the desk. It contained the schedules of several artists in the company. “This is your arranged schedule.” Cordelia passed Mona’