"Wait a minute," Jim Lowell's face looked like it had been shoved into dog feces, looking extremely unpleasant, yet he tried to suppress it, "Melody Thorne, don't rush, the message you received was indeed sent by someone I instructed."
"So, Mr. Lowell, do you really want to apologize to us?" Melody Thorne curved her elegant lips, "However, I'm very curious to know what kind of apology is Mr. Lowell trying to offer? I don't think there has been any offense between our two companies?"
Every word from Melody Thorne was incisive, trying to make Jim Lowell admit that the Howie incident was inextricably linked to their company Empire!
"It's like this, the celebrity who opposed you on Weibo a few days ago is under our Empire Company. She was too immature, daring to use the company's name to oppose you, Melody, so I've already fired her. Today, I also hope you won't hold it against us."
