Chapter 698
Robin Sears opened her mouth, but suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
She began to recall the appearance of that girl in her mind, but since she hadn’t paid attention earlier, it was very vague. In short, she could summarize her impression in three words: unremarkable.
Shelby Hamilton continued: "That bastard has so big tricks up her sleeve. She sweet-talked Robert Foster right in front of and deceived him. Not only did she make him stop being my fan, she also made him disgusted with ."
"Not just Robert, but even Edward Turner treats that bastard better than . Do you think I’ll continue to take this treatnt?"
Robin was surprised- she hadn’t expected that there was this kind of relationship as well.
"How did Edward Turner get to know her as well?"
"How would I know?" Shelby retorted impatiently.
Robin thought for a mont and then picked out the important points: "So you an to say that she deliberately forced you to withdraw from the show, and purposely tried to drive a wedge between you and Edward Turner? If you get angry now, wouldn’t you be falling right into her trap?"
Shelby knew she was right, but she just couldn’t swallow her pride.
Robin suggested steadily, "Why don’t we continue to participate, and first make her suffer, then find an opportunity to expose her true face in front of Robert and Edward. Wouldn’t that be satisfying?"
This idea elicited a response from Shelby.
She didn’t nod, but she didn’t refuse either.
Seeing that Shelby had nowhere to vent her anger, Robin handed her a cup: "If you feel uncomfortable, just smash it. You’ll feel better after letting off steam."
Shelby glanced at the cup and, without hesitation, grabbed it and smashed it to the ground.
The resulting crisp sound frightened the assistant who had just entered, and she didn’t dare to co any closer.
Robin looked over: "What’s the matter?"
The assistant replied: "Oh, it’s like this. Shelby’s new song is out, and Mount Inferno sent a demo for us to listen to first, then schedule a recording session."
Upon hearing this, Robin asked the assistant to play it.
Shelby’s mind was completely elsewhere.
However, as the lody gradually unfolded, her hostility was slowly swept away, and she beca much calr.
Robin noticed this and laughed: "Mount Inferno’s composition is still so powerful, very infectious."
The next second, the female voice slowly sang the first line of lyrics.
Shelby listened with a tense face, not saying anything.
At this point, there was a line in the lyrics: the more submissive, the harder it is to bear.
The lyrics were about endurance and grievances, poking at Shelby’s heart bit by bit.
As she listened, the song beca more and more painful, until it reached the climax: licking her own internal injuries that no one understands, filled with hesitation.
Shelby shouted: "What kind of garbage lyrics are these? Turn it off!"
Robin and the assistant were both taken aback, not knowing what was going on.
"Shelby, this is a song written by the company’s new talent show runner-up, and she’s the one singing it."
"A talent show runner-up? What’s so great about that? I can’t sing this trash!"
Robin glanced at the assistant, her face full of helplessness.
After a mont, she said: "If you don’t sing it, the company will give this opportunity to soone else."
"Give it to whoever they want- I’m not singing! These lyrics will never be a hit!"
Seeing that Shelby was still fuming, and considering that this song wasn’t such a big deal, Robin had the assistant take it away.
The assistant understood and imdiately sent a ssage to Mount Inferno and Tina Thornton, saying Shelby had rejected the song.
When Robert Foster heard the news, he was discussing with Chloe Collins how to deal with creative block. As he was getting to the crux of the matter, he received a call from Shelby’s side.
"She doesn’t want it?" he asked, puzzled.
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