CHAPTER 169: CHAPTER 169: BULLYING THE WEAK, FEARING THE STRONG (PART 5)

The man in a light suit lazily walked over, stopped in the hall, glanced at everyone, and his gaze fell on Maggie Clarke’s face.

"Since Miss Clarke doesn’t want to do it, make a call to Empire Vision and ask Kenton Maverick to get me a top star who wants to do it."

He slightly raised the corners of his lips, his peach blossom eyes were clear and cold; although the man had a charming smile on his handsome face, it sent chills down Maggie Clarke’s spine.

She had seen him at a banquet before, and knew Kris Cooper’s identity, and of course, she also knew how close he was as good friends with Kenton Maverick, the president of Empire Vision Media who signed her.

If this call really went through, Maggie Clarke’s celebrity path would likely end today.

Between future prospects and face, Maggie Clarke wisely chose the former and immediately smiled at Kris Cooper.

"Mr. Cooper, look at what you said, I... I was just joking with your employee."

"Is that so?" Kris Cooper’s gaze paused slightly on Vera Wave’s small face, "I never joke about work."

Behind him, Tommy Taylor had already taken out his phone.

"No... please don’t!"

Maggie Clarke’s face turned green.

Not out of anger, but fear!

Grabbing Kris Cooper’s arm, she busily pleaded, "Mr. Cooper, I’m begging you, I’m really sorry!"

Kris Cooper pulled his arm back in disgust, speaking in what sounded like a teasing tone but with words that pierced the heart.

"Miss Clarke didn’t offend me, why say sorry to me?"

Maggie Clarke was stunned and hurriedly turned around, jogging over to Vera Wave.

"Miss Wave, I’m sorry... it was all my fault earlier, I... I’ll definitely cooperate with the shoot, please don’t hold it against me... can you... ask Mr. Cooper for a favor on my behalf, I’m begging you!"

Vera Wave also knew that at this moment it was wise to let things end well; if Miss Clarke really walked away, handling the situation would be tough.

After all, all the preliminary promotional work was with Maggie Clarke, and it’s definitely impossible to change people at the last minute.

She wasn’t trying to gloat, just couldn’t stand the other’s attitude; as long as the other cooperates with the shoot, it’s fine.

She pushed away Maggie Clarke’s hand and walked to Kris Cooper, adopting a respectful posture like a small employee facing the president.

"Mr. President, I think Miss Clarke still suits the aura of our apartment. Since Miss Clarke was just joking, there’s no need for us to pursue it deeply. You are magnanimous, please forgive Miss Clarke this time, alright? What do you think?!"

Everyone’s eyes were on Kris Cooper, and Maggie Clarke and her assistant’s hearts were in their throats, their palms starting to sweat nervously.

Kris Cooper lowered his eyes and made eye contact with Vera Wave; the small girl raised her face and blinked at him, indicating for him to let it go.

After all, it was work-related, and she didn’t want to really make things worse.

Understanding her intention, Kris Cooper nodded.

"You all continue, I’ll take a few chairmen to look at other model rooms. If you need to change actors, contact Empire Vision directly and have them arrange newcomers immediately."

"Alright, Mr. President, take care." As this master no longer insisted, Vera Wave also breathed a sigh of relief, nodding and bowing to see the master and the high-ranking officials who came with him out of the model room, then promptly turned around, "Continue!"

Maggie Clarke came to her senses, hurriedly walked to her position, and proactively picked up the prop book from the ground, "Photographer, do you think this pose is okay? Is my expression alright? Miss Wave, please... give more suggestions, give more suggestions!"