Steven Taylor's face turned red, and the hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, the knuckles whitening. He was just about to apologize as Charlotte Thompson approached him, but Charlotte cut in before he could speak.
"I'm so sorry, I can't believe I'm late."
Charlotte had rushed over in such haste that she was slightly out of breath as she spoke.
She gave Coco, who was behind her, a look, and Coco immediately pulled out a stack of papers from the bag.
"This is the previously designed schedule; go check it for any issues."
Charlotte blinked earnestly, and said,
"Don't worry, I won't let all your hard work go to waste. This fashion show will be a big success and will make your brand an overnight sensation."
Steven Taylor stared blankly at Charlotte, for a moment not quite sure what to say.
The other employees next to Steven Taylor were also stunned.
