"I'm sorry, Miss Anderson. Miss Anderson, we were wrong! Please forgive us! Don't leave!" The girls knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing to her, their actions utterly humiliating.
Seeing this dramatic scene, the rest of the crew quickly gathered to watch.
"Get up!" Lily said coldly. What is this? Am I dead or something? Are they bowing to mourn me? These girls must be putting on the performance of their lives. Their attitude toward her had flipped entirely.
"We won't get up unless Miss Anderson forgives us."
"That's right. I spoke out of turn—I shouldn't have said you weren't qualified to be an assistant director or claimed you were being kept by a wealthy man."
"I shouldn't have spilled oil. That was despicable of me."
"And I shouldn't have pushed Miss Anderson today. I'm shameless and vile."
