At the sound of the voice, Maryann looked up in panic and stammered a little.
“Assistant Curtis, what are you doing here?”
“What do you think?” Curtis Irwin sighed, “The one inside is a proper Mrs. Grant, where would I be if I wasn’t here for such a big occasion today?”
“So, President Grant is here?”
“Yes, not only is he here, but he asked me to come out and get rid of you.”
Maryann’s face instantly went white, her hands clenched the chain of her bag, and she felt a cold chill at her back.
She hated Blanca Roach with a passion, but to lose her job after all these years because of her was a loss for her.
“Assistant Curtis, don’t you ever tell President Grant it was me, never …”
“No way.”
Curtis Irwin interrupted her, without a trace of mercy.
“Since you can just blend in and mess up the scene, you should know the consequences, thanks to the fact that I recommended you in front of the president before.”
“Right, right.”
Maryann remembered something and hastily went up and clutched the corner of Curtis Irwin’s coat, softening her tone and begging.
“I’ve signed a contract with the company for several years, and you know my business ability, I …”
“You do well for yourself.”
Curtis Irwin glanced at her and took a big step straight in, leaving a few words straight behind.
This scene fell completely into the corner of Amelia’s eyes, including the last Maryann that indignant look.
That’s right, Maryann is she deliberately put into the front of the exhibition hall.
Otherwise, this conference is so strictly guarded, and she does not have an invitation card, how can she get in?
The purpose is to make the launch event not go smoothly, even if it fails, it is just one more person who hates Blanca Roach.
In any case, it would be in her favor in the end.
The scene went much smoother without the interference of others.
When Blanca Roach finished explaining the design theme and took the curtain call with the other models, there was a round of applause from the stage.
She was relieved that despite the hiccups, the show was a success.
The host re-stepped onto the catwalk and took the microphone to remind.
“This new product launch has come to an end, thank you for attending and watching, please make yourselves comfortable.”
Taking advantage of the end, Curtis Irwin squeezed back next to Matthew Grant and leaned down to lower his voice.
“President, the person has been taken care of, it’s that model we have under contract, Maryann.”
Maryann …
Matthew Grant frowned, just felt a little familiar with this name.
Lowered his eyes to think for a moment, suddenly remembered the day his little woman outside annoyed with him, thin lips pursed, faintly said.
“How to deal with you clear.”
After saying that, he stood up from his seat, walked to the stage and half encircled Blanca Roach’s waist.
“Well, I told you it was no problem.”
“No problem at all.” Blanca Roach deflated her mouth and leaned into his arms smoothly, “There was another one who came in to object just now, so it looks like I have to think about the salary of the on-site security.”
Matthew Grant’s eyes doting, behind the Blanca Roach face side of the broken hair smoothed behind the ear.
“Already let Curtis Irwin handle it.”
“Who is it? Do I know him?”
“It’s been taken care of, and it won’t even be in S-Town anymore.”
Blanca Roach stared at Matthew Grant, always feeling as if he had only said half of what he said, and was just about to ask when she saw the two men approaching.
“Miss Selina, I thought I hadn’t seen you earlier.”
Selina smiled lightly and spoke softly.
“I arrived early, I just didn’t come in through the front door, your new design is very nice.”