The car stopped.
Two burly bodyguards in T-shirts got out and opened the car door.
A plump middle-aged lady walked out of the car, carrying the latest limited-edition crocodile handbag in her hand and stomping on high heels towards the director and their location.
Seeing the sudden arrival of this person, the guests on the scene looked puzzled, knowing that she was not here for good, and it was evident that she was looking for trouble.
Who offended her?
Panic and unease filled Wendy Gilian's eyes.
The middle-aged lady avoided the camera and politely nodded to Ernie Daniel, "Director, please shut down the live broadcast for a moment, I have something to deal with."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to signal the two bodyguards behind her to come forward, with a momentum that seemed like they would forcibly cut off the live broadcast if the request was not agreed to.
Caroline Edwin's tongue pressed against her teeth.
