Mior was a huge brand in Europe. If they were willing to let Navira go without paying fines, that just meant that terminating the contract was much more important than paying the fines.
"Is there anything anyone would like to add?" Melene asked, her gaze on Navira, shifting between her and her lawyer who fiddled with his hands on the table.
"Mrs. Monet, I admit that my artist spoke out of line during Tiffany's show. She was merely provoked by the audience which resulted in her outrage," the manager said.
Delfina scanned her.
Earth thirties, dark hair, hazel eyes. Her voice didn't crack as she spoke, which gave off the impression that she was experienced. Unlike the lawyer whose gaze was fixed on the table, as if he was trying to figure out the exact color used to paint the furniture.
"Provoked?" Melene asked, raising an eyebrow at the manager. "Do you think I've not been keeping watch on what's happening on the internet? The rape scandal? The incidents?"
