The brand clearly stated that they would no longer work with her, a severe blow to their previous cordial relations.
Adding insult to injury, she received contract termination notices from several other brands, all a fallout from her abrupt breach with Light.
Reporters bombarded her with calls, inquiring about her sudden contract termination.
Fashion magazines and social media users lambasted her for her actions, in stark contrast to the praise showered on Renee’s talent.
How could this have happened?
Vivian couldn't wrap her head around how things spiraled out of control.
She quickly changed her attire and headed to Marcelo’s house, realizing that involving Renee directly might be the only way to salvage the situation.
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Renee had been considering her next steps since her collaboration with KM Group would soon conclude.
“Madam, there's someone here to see you,"Chad said, his face betraying a hint of concern. "Who is it?"
“It's Miss Lambert. Do you...know her?"
At that moment, Renee crossed off the remaining companies from her potential list, deciding against joining any of them.
She set down her pen, her expression turning frosty. "Yes, I'm familiar with her."
Ten minutes later, Vivian was escorted into the house by a housekeeper.
Although aware of Marcelo’s private estate, Vivian had never been here before.
Now, it irked her that another woman had not only entered this space, but had also assumed the role of the lady of the house.
“If you're looking for Marcelo, he's not here. Try his office,"Renee said coolly.
“I came to see you, not him," Vivian replied, settling herself on the sofa. "Miss Hudson, you didn't even bother to offer tea? Is this how you receive guests?"
Renee responded with a nonchalant shrug. "I don't really consider you a guest."
Clad in a simple linen dress with a morning robe, she radiated a relaxed elegance in the evening sunlight, her striking features more pronounced.
“Yet, Miss Lambert, it was you who breached the contract and conspired with the pianist to follow suit. Now you're trying to shift the blame onto me? How does that make sense?"
Renee’s candid words left little room for interpretation, almost accusing Vivian of facing the consequences of her own actions.
Vivian’s demeanor chilled, her earlier cordiality evaporating. "Miss Hudson, I'm not seeking favors from you. I just prefer not to involve Marcelo in this matter."
Her insinuation was unmistakable: if Renee didn't intervene, she would seek Marcelo’s help.
“Is that so?" Renee, losing her patience, stood up. "Then I suggest you discuss this with Marcelo then."
She couldn't stand to see her annoying face anymore!
Renee started towards the stairs but paused, turning to address Vivian once more. "Weren't you the one who advised me not to trouble Marcelo? Why are you so keen to involve him now?"
“I share a strong and different bond with Marcelo, one you wouldn't understand!”Vivian retorted, standing up and raising her voice.

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