After hanging up the phone, my former manager, Daphne Mikaela, contacted me proactively.
The company attached great importance to it. Even though I have already left the entertainment industry, I used to be their artist.
Daphne didn't scold me and brainstormed with me to find a solution.
"Una, when you were in the industry, I've never seen you so popular. Now, with the exposure of your illegal dealing, you are so famous.
"I have some connections with Liam's manager, so we can minimize the impact. You must show your sincerity."
I nodded, "Do I just need to communicate with his manager?"
"Yes."
Daphne made someone send me to Liam's company.
To my surprise, no one bothered me along the way.
Liam's manager sat on the sofa opposite me, holding a pile of information about my online store.
Liam sat next to me with a mask and a cap. He looked down at the screenshots of my online store, where his personal photos abounded.
I didn't expect I would meet Liam this way after so many years.
My legs trembled involuntarily, and my nails almost peeled off a layer of skin from my finger.
"Miss Benoite, do you know that this is a violation of Liam's portrait rights?
"We can sue you for using his image for profit."