Faye could only imagine how dejected Joan felt, at the sight of her sorrowful expression. Without saying a word, she left the office quietly.
“Larry, have you seen the news? Joan's photography studio is in trouble,” Caspian exclaimed.
“What happened?” Larry asked, with his head bowed.
“It says something about appalling shooting skills and techniques. It also mentions how the photography studio scams its customers...” Caspian recapped the highlights as he read through the news on his phone.
Hearing Caspian describing the awful reviews published, Larry lifted his head, letting out a frosty glare.
He had always thought that the business at the photography studio was bad because they only had a handful of clients. He never expected Joan to be framed for fraudulence.
“When did it happen?” Larry asked.
“It was reported yesterday afternoon,” Caspian answered.
Picking up his phone, Larry darted out of his office.
She must be devastated... Larry rushed into his car and sped off in the direction of Joan's studio.
“Investigate the case further, especially the few individuals in the video clip,” he commanded coldly over the phone.
“Duly noted!” Caspian obeyed right away.
Both of them tacitly presumed that somebody had orchestrated the whole incident.
Damn it! Who could it be? Larry clenched his fist and hit it hard on the steering wheel.
“Fraudsters! Close down your business!”
“A scammer boss with no integrity! You should go to hell!”
There was a dreadful commotion outside the photography studio, with a gang of people protesting loudly with written displays.
“What should we do now, Ms. Watts?” Faye had ants in her pants.
Joan was clueless. She had never encountered such a horrifying experience and was not sure how to resolve the mess.
Bang!
The glass at the entrance shattered into a thousand pieces.
Someone cast a stone at the window, causing a chaotic tumult.
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