Claire's cold, sharp gaze locked onto Emma, her body trembling slightly with fury.
Emma stood there looking delicate and helpless, but inside, she was overjoyed to see Claire being rejected like a drowning dog by the rich ladies. Still, she kept a calm expression, even casting Claire a look filled with pity and disappointment, like an elder scolding a misguided child.
"Claire, I'm sorry. I know bringing this up in public will damage your reputation, but Zanna is a prestigious brand, we can't allow even the slightest deception. As someone who cares about the company, I must put righteousness above family ties. It's better to confront the issue openly now than to be hit with complaints later, don't you think?"
Her face was full of worry and concern, as if Claire had really laced the formula with something harmful.
Before Claire could respond, someone suddenly jumped out.
