She yelled uncontrollably, her voice even cracking, nowhere near the graceful image of the haughty Eldest Miss she used to be.
Everyone subconsciously fell silent. As uncomfortable as they felt, they did not dare to provoke Tiffany Lynch.
Only Lucy Taylor stepped forward without any trepidation. "Tiffany Lynch, don't be too pleased. What goes around comes around. I can't wait to see you knocked off your pedestal. After all, the higher you are, the harder you'll fall."
She imitated Hannah's mannerism as she said this, feeling exceedingly satisfied.
Tiffany's face looked even worse, almost gritting her teeth, "Let's see how it goes!"
Then she also left.
Half an hour later, the staff notified them to enter the stage. The big screen at the front was playing the chat stream of the live broadcast and its dynamics.
It was Sunny Lee's first time on this stage, but she didn't feel much since the previous audience in front had only been trainees and staff.
