Leona and Crystal's hearts skipped a beat.

Crystal, looking utterly miserable, pleaded, "I don't know what you mean. We haven't done anything wrong. Please don't accuse us unjustly."

Leona was wiping sweat incessantly. They were both dressed in thick costumes for the play, and with the temperature already soaring, the ring of lights around them felt like an oven, rapidly dehydrating them. Leona gritted her teeth and said, "Exactly, what could we possibly do? In this crew, we're just small fries, lucky not to be bullied!"

As for that little sabotage, there was no concrete evidence, so as long as they denied everything vehemently, nobody could pin anything on them. Besides, it was just a little mischief, not something that harmed anyone.

I weren't around, Quintessa would probably be tormented to death by you lot." Suddenly, Tyrone felt that Quintessa wasn't as tough as she appeared. She never initiated attacks on

do better than her. You don't know, she's slept with every man in the crew. She

is actually the first time I've heard that a role

Leona fell silent; Crystal bit her lip,

worth his time. He said

"Make sure

our fault; it's all on me. Please, spare

her hair stuck on her cheeks; the fragility made her somewhat

reality, she implied that the others were merely trying to

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