Stella Scolds Barbara

I understand what is going on here quite well. Barbara thinks she can speak to me with all level of disrespect because she has her father by her side.

And I don’t really blame her for her attitude because she wouldn’t have this level of guts if my own father treated me like his actual daughter.

I lead Barbara to the stage where Stella is waiting in a room alone. As soon as we arrive, I shut the door and cast my glance at Stella who is taking her time to take in Barbara’s appearance.

“Good evening, Ms. Stella,” Barbara greets with a fawning smile, but Stella doesn’t respond to it.

For a moment, I think Stella doesn’t know where to start from until she opens her mouth and only then do I understand that she must’ve been looking for a better way to put her words.

“Barbara, what or who did you attend this inauguration as?” Stella asks.

Barbara’s brows furrow in confusion. She didn’t quite get the question.

“Did you come here for a fashion parade or what? As Transcorp’s employee, is