Who knew that before even a few words were spoken, one would be directly driven out.
And it happened right in front of others.
That was a direct blow to one’s reputation.
She was so angry and unwilling to let it go, that’s why she spent money to get a paid news release out.
But the paid release was withdrawn just one afternoon after it was published, and along with that, she was banned as well.
It went without saying who did it.
Louis Snyder never expected that Jackie Qualls would know about this matter and even deliberately chose this way to bring it up.
Was he trying to sar him in front of Hannah?
Sure enough, the person he despised most was still Jackie Qualls, this hypocrite.
For the ti to co, whenever their eyes t, it would trigger at least three rounds of cold taunting and heated teasing.
No matter how strong the ssage in the words was, both Jackie Qualls and Louis Snyder’s faces were always wearing a smile.
The forr’s was gentle as jade, and the latter’s was feigned innocence and harmlessness.
This made the people at the sa table sigh.
True to their roots as actors, the drama was etched into their bones.
"Mr. Qualls, you can really hold your liquor. It seems you must’ve stayed up late drinking with people a lot before. Can your body still handle it?"
"I heard from a friend that they often saw you at drinking parties. It seems you have good social connections and enjoy a variety of pleasures."
"Mr. Qualls, you’re getting on in years. Haven’t you thought about finding a girlfriend? So things won’t wait, even if they are not ant for you."
"That sentence seems more suited to you."
"Mr. Qualls..."
The two exchanged words, each picking the sharpest blade to stab into the other’s heart.
In the end, neither was willing to back down even though both were hurt.
The people at the sa table stopped watching the performance and beca more interested in the "exchange" between the two.
Both of them spoke with hushed voices, which made it appear to the others as a friendly conversation.
"The performance is about to start."
A light female voice suddenly rang out.
On the stage, a new round of performance had already begun, and the lights dimd to a warm, fuzzy yellow.
Through the delicate play of light and shadow, they both looked over simultaneously.
Hannah frowned slightly and gently tapped on the porcelain plate on the table.
The clear, rhythmic sound of tapping fell on their ears.
Just monts ago, the two had been at loggerheads, but they instantly ceased fire.
Jackie bowed his head slightly, his voice apologetic and gentle, "I’m sorry."
Louis Snyder pursed his lips tightly, clutched at the hem of his garnt, and obediently said, "Sister, I was wrong, I’ll shut up now."
After glancing at them one last ti and ensuring no one would make any more noise, Hannah then returned her gaze to the stage.
The previous performance had ended.
Now on stage was SN 9.
Hannah recalled briefly, it was the boy group she’d sent soone to break up a fight.
Hayes Edwards had just explained to her—they were her junior group?
A nine-person group, their positioning, operation, and marketing were very similar to the original Smile 9.
John Lynch had been on many stages, but this was his most nerve-racking performance.
Even more nerve-wracking than the night they ford the group.
The team manager had plans to have him follow the sa path that Hannah did, but unfortunately, he himself was not up to par, not as confident and dazzling as Hannah.
Today’s performance was semi-live, to prevent any unexpected situations.
Throughout the performance, it couldn’t be said to be very bad, but neither was it the "legendary live" that the fans praised.
The off-key started with Woody Harrison, and every subsequent mistake followed after John Lynch.
Neither his singing nor his dancing was the best, but he strove to get back on key, doing his part as he should.
At least within the group, his performance still stood out.
It’s just that the targeting within the team was too obvious.
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