Wendy was sobbing as she ran backstage. On the way, she passed Arielle who was on her way to the stage.
Arielle had not seen the live stream when she was backstage, but she had heard what Wendy said over the microphone.
It was obvious that Steven had not been impressed by Wendy's performance.
Anyway, that has nothing to do with me.
Their eyes met casually. Wendy gritted her teeth and hissed, “Arielle, don't flatter yourself. You will be no better than me! If Mr. Parker saw nothing in me, it's best you don't go and make a fool of yourself out there!”
Arielle swept her eyes over Wendy and said impassively, “If that's meant as a bit of kind advice why, thank you. Otherwise, keep it to yourself.”
Wendy laughed and said, “So, you are still set on performing, just to show that you can beat me?”
Arielle looked Wendy up and down and said calmly, “I have better things to do than that!”
Arielle had her reasons for performing. Firstly, to help Trisha; secondly, to get the attention of the man she was seeking; thirdly, for the sake of the Goddess of Hunting, the gift from Vinson.
She could not be bothered whether she could get even with Wendy.
However, Wendy was adamant and continued, “Come on! Tell me then why you have usurped Trisha's performance slot? Let me tell you, Arielle, Vinson may be deceived by you, but I can see
your true colors. One day, I will expose you.”
Annoyed by her persistence, Arielle plugged her ears and said coldly, “I have two funerals to attend recently; a third one makes no difference. If you bother me anymore, I'll willingly go to yours.
“How dare you?” Wendy spluttered red-faced.
At this moment, Wendy's Galaxy was being moved from the stage while the Goddess of Hunting, under the careful handling by the security, was moved onto the stage.
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