?<strong>Chapter 971:</strong>


    With a deep breath, Evita slowly rose from the ground. Things hadn’t reached rock bottom yet—there had to be other solutions, other paths she could take.


    Her mind wandered to the memory of a bandage she’d once been given. The man who had given it to her still lingered in the shadows of her thoughts, his presence vivid and warm.


    Clutching her phone tightly, Evita left the hospital, intending to catch a cab to head to Andrew’s location. Just as she stepped outside, a notification lit up her screen—a dismissal notice from Global Entertainment.


    The sight of it made her hands tremble with frustration.


    Marcus had just announced a high-profile coboration with Timeless Elegance, and Tatiana had seized the chance to strike when she was already down.


    Evita’s chest tightened with anger. She despised the ruthless opportunism of these corporate elites! Their cutthroat tactics sickened her. When she’d had wealth and status, she had never stooped to such behavior.


    Standing by the curb, Evita opened her ride-hailing app, her jaw set with determination. She changed her destination to Global Entertainment.


    She needed to face Tatiana head-on. She wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a disposable pawn. Her worth wasn’t something to be dismissed so easily.


    At Global Entertainment, in the chairman’s office, Tatiana was notified that Evita was causing amotion on the first floor. The secretary stood by, uneasy and awaiting Tatiana’s instructions.


    “What’s wrong with security? Once the dismissal notice is issued, she shouldn’t even be allowed inside!”


    The secretary shifted ufortably before responding, “With so many artistsing and going, barring her entry outright might create a scene outside, which could be even more problematic. Miss Fernandez, perhaps it’s best to meet with her. After all, we signed a three-month probationary contract with her…”


    “Position of fashion design director. We have the right to dismiss her for not meeting the probationary requirements.”


    Tatiana frowned at the suggestion but understood its merit. She couldn’t let Evita cause a public spectacle that would harm thepany’s reputation.


    “She’s bold enough to show her face here after jeopardizing the coboration with Marcus. Doesn’t she realize how she even got the fashion design director position in the first ce?” Tatiana rose from her chair and headed downstairs with her secretary, her displeasure with Evita now at its peak.


    In the lobby, Evita stood defiantly, her phone’s camera trained on the security personnel. Her expression was a mix of anger and grievance.


    “I demand a reason from Global Entertainment today. Why was I dismissed without any just cause?”


    Evita’s past dealings with Tatiana were far from honorable, and Tatiana wasn’t foolish enough to let her guard down. The live stream was already sparking discussions among viewers about the potential dark secrets of Global Entertainment.


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