And yet, they never actually got attacked by the Harrisons. The family never even responded to them. They just strutted around, acting all special and different—and ended up gaining a ton of fans for it.
"We don't engage because people like that? Eventually, their own words come back to bite them. Just a matter of time."
Max filled her in during the car ride.
That made things easier.
Sherry wasn't looking for more conflict. In other jobs, fine. But showbiz?
She'd bet everything Julia would cause trouble here.
Sherry was handling this division now. One troublemaker was enough. She didn't need an army of them.
This time, they were here to watch a Harrison-owned celebrity's photoshoot. Sherry and Max would help where needed, but also check quality.
Kind of like a supervisor inspection.
Though they'd come on "work" pretext. The crew might not recognize them.
After all, Sherry and Max worked at headquarters.
And rumors about Sherry? Mostly vanished and scrubbed clean. Anyone who remembered and searched would find nothing.
Conspiracy theorists had field days—maybe the families staged drama for publicity. Plausible enough. Many bought it.
So most didn't believe Sherry had real power. Assistant, at best.
Assistant sounded important. But below actual managers.
Equity? No one believed that.
Out of sight, out of mind. Besides, Sherry and Lucas didn't "match."
Why was Sherry thinking about this now? Because she was standing right behind the gossipers.
Max had gone to park. So Sherry entered alone.
The studio was massive, crowded with crew. And apparently, gossip central.
A cluster chattered loudly.

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