Muddle
"You will go back to the country in a few days, and you have to think about your image in public. You can be popular now, but later we won't know what happened if you have a scandal," The agent talked harshly at her artist.
The woman turned her gaze at the agent without much emotion on her face and snorted coldly, " This is my business, who are you to take control of me? I am the most favorite artist under your hand, and you still have to think about how to cure your sick younger sister, and remember that your high income comes from me."
The agent always knew that the artist under her is an arrogant and self-centered person that has no heart to prick your heart with her sharp and harsh words. The agent had to lower her head without any comment. She lowered her head and her pride for her sick young sister, and she knew that there is nothing handy in any job at all. Her pride was not worthy if it compared with her sister's struggle in the hospital.