"This isn't a misunderstanding. That's exactly what they said."
"I haven't even asked you why the shoot was postponed to noon, or why Lilian wasn't informed beforehand."
I was speechless.
So I remained silent.
Here I was, worrying about the endorsement shoot and asking him about the problem, while all he cared about was Lilian.
Before Lilian came back, I had always thought of Alexander as someone serious, rational, and meticulous with his work.
Just like when I made mistakes at the company—he never spared me or showed me any leniency.
When I first joined, he publicly criticized me during a meeting. I lost all my dignity and could barely stand there.
But ever since Lilian returned, everything seemed to have changed.
It turned out that Alexander could also be biased in work matters.
And the person he favored was not me—
but Lilian Summer.
