All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 155 A Slap in the Face

Rather than making an instant decision, Ronin settled his gaze on Catherine, waiting for her to decide. Catherine knew what Ronin meant. She turned on the clip mic and said coldly, No need. Let’s get started!”

Everyone was shocked. Previously, the audio equipment was broken, and they had no other choice but to use the clip mics. However, it had been repaired. Why did Catherine still insist on using the clip mics?

How could she win then? Not only the audience but also the judges looked at Catherine in astonishment..

Faced with others’ confusion, Nash picked up the microphone and said to Catherine, “The equipment has been fixed. If you insist on using the self- prepared audio equipment, we’ll still judge you with the fairest standard. Are you sure you still wanna continue?”

It was quite savvy of him to say so. Clearly, what he meant was that even if Catherine and her team used the clip mic, their performance would be judged with the standard of professional audio equipment.

While Nash was speaking, Catherine didn’t even take a look at him. With her head lowered, she just focused on fiddling with her loudspeaker as well as Bryan’s and Ronin’s.

Nash was infuriated by her attitude. Originally, he didn’t want to target her team, but he felt that they were so arrogant that he couldn’t help doing something against them.

fine with this. What about the other two? If you

and looked at the one sitting in the middle with glasses, his face full of disgruntlement

in confusion, not understanding why Ronin lashed out

snapped, “You know we’re a team.

imposing manner. “This is our leader. She just represents the three of us. We’ll stick with the clip mics. Just cut it out and let’s

expression showed his attitude clearly. That was, he was absolutely obedient to Catherine.

how displeased Nash was. She knew that the more arrogant Ronin

leaned on Nash and whispered, ” Nash, we all know you have a good heart, but these people

Catherine’s team to start performing. Catherine turned around, approached Bryan, and said to him in a low voice,” Tune it down by one

accept adjusting the tone of the song at the last minute. However,

to some degree, but he believed that he could make

“No worries, Boss!”

mouth turned up. She gave him an approving look.

The music came!

a key, followed by Bryan’s guitar sound. Although it sounded a bit weird with a key lowered, it was still fine on the whole. A highchair was

a performer on the stage. Instead, she was more like a lady sitting in the bar, swirling the wine in her glass and swinging her body to

was indifferent, cold, and bossy with a distant air. Meanwhile, she was also

was looking down at the audience loftily with her eyes slightly narrowed. Her eyes were unfocused, which were not fixed on anyone.

throughout her body. Besides, her drop-dead gorgeous face was really

audience’s questioning and disdainful voices gradually faded away as she was brewing her emotions. Catherine covered her ear with one hand so that the clip mic could

mountain. It sounded so nice that everyone