The netizens’ comnts are sharp, most of them saying that the Smile 9’s team was rely riding on Hannah’s coattails, even their team’s na was taken from her na.
The HQ’s favoritism was obvious, plus the fact it was due to Hannah that their previous ticket scalping issue was exposed, their grudges were ford long ago.
Tiffany Lynch chose this mont to step forward, casually adjusting her long dress as she went, gesturing dismissively like a haughty princess, "You guys go on first, I have sothing private to discuss with Hannah."
Sunny Lee hesitated slightly, stealing a glance at Hannah, before being pulled away by others.
Lucy Taylor didn’t move until Hannah said sothing to her. Then she turned and left, but not before dropping a sentence, "Hurry up, what’s there to talk about with people like this?"
Tiffany’s expression slightly changed, though her smile remained.[/p]
Hannah looked at her, then entered a nearby dressing room.
The dressing room was empty and a bit ssy at the mont, but the large mirrors were particularly bright.
Hannah casually picked a seat and sat down, facing the mirror, "Miss Lynch seems to be doing quite well recently."
Once her half-a-month ban was lifted, Tiffany Lynch received endorsents as usual. She tactfully tested George River’s bottom line and guilt, and easily secured an endorsent from the CR family.
Although not the best, at least she made an appearance in the fashion circle.
Tiffany moved slightly, locking the door behind her, but did not approach Hannah, she stood still, "Thank you for...your rcy."
She lowered her head, eting Hannah’s gaze in the mirror, a weird curve pulled at the corner of her mouth, yet her smile remained gentle.
Hannah smirked, her fingers sliding over a lipstick on the table, "Don’t ntion it. Life is boring, we always need to find so fun, don’t we?"
Tiffany laughed, her eyes sowhat shattered, yet her face still maintained the elegant poise, she took a seat by Hannah, her posture returning to its initial arrogance, "I’m sorry for bringing soone close to you over to my side."
She was referring to Sunny Lee.
Knowing George River’s attitude, she realized that she has to do so things herself. After considering for a while, given Hannah’s current popularity, she tried not to provoke Hannah directly.
She could only do sothing to annoy Hannah a little.
Lucy Taylor was like a prickly hedgehog whenever she dealt with her. Several attempts to make peace were unsuccessful, so she had to find soone else.
Unfortunately, Hannah didn’t care at all, perhaps because she saw through everything and found it dull, "Hmm, Miss Lynch, you must have been very popular in kindergarten, right?"
She looked over, her eyes filled with mirth, sincerity without any falsehood.
Creating cliques, it was indeed a rather childish tactic.
Her smile fell from the corners of Tiffany’s lips, she appeared understanding, "Hannah, I know you must be feeling bad right now. But you can’t force soone to love you, what’s ant for you will always be yours, and what’s not..."
"You can’t force it to be yours." Hannah interrupted her, slightly smiling, "Miss Lynch, when did you beco a love guru? Seems like you’ve been drinking a lot of soul healing soup recently, love troubles?"
Tiffany was taken aback, as if she had been reminded of sothing. Her gaze instantly beca sharp and vicious, but it was only for a brief mont before she covered it up, and did not speak again.
Hannah didn’t push her to talk, she just looked into the mirror intently.
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