Chapter 13

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Susan was seething with anger, kicking anything and everything in her path as she stormed into the modeling department's head office.

"That Bitch! How dare she talk to me like that? And in front of everyone?" she fumed, her voice sharp with frustration. Her steps were determined as she barged into Lora's office.

Lora, the managing director of the modeling department at O.S. Publishing, looked up from her iPod, her expression a mix of annoyance and weariness. "Seriously, Susan, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop barging into my office like it's yours."

Ignoring her, Susan took a seat, her eyes blazing with intensity. "That's why I told you, make me your assistant. Then I won't have to work with that asshole." Her voice crackled with irritation; he had the audacity to scold her, all because of that manipulative gold digger.

Lora fixed Susan with a stern gaze. She knew that unless she gave her cousin the attention she craved, Susan wouldn't calm down. Putting down her iP