Florienna Ellis, previously unsettled, heard Charlotte Thompson spill out a long discourse.
This caused her pupils to constrict, and a flicker of annoyance swept through her eyes belatedly.
Charlotte Thompson was intentionally trying to embarrass her in front of everyone.
The conversation between her and Charlotte Thompson had been quiet. People in the studio did not hear clearly, but all eyes turned their way, bustling with interest.
These gazes fell on Florienna, piercing her skin like needles.
This made Florienna tremble with anger.
"Oh dear, Miss Ellis looks unwell again? That really won't do. Miss Ellis, you better head home and rest. Don't come to work if you're ill; you might infect others. Shall I request a few more sick days for you?"
Charlotte Thompson's eyebrows raised slightly, the sarcasm in her words crystal clear.
Fiorienna bit her lower lip, shivering and unable to utter a word.
Charlotte Thompson was very pleased with such a reaction.
