Seeing that no one answered her, Emily couldn’t help but sneer and say to Madelaine, “Did you hear me? Janet is a lying, scheming girl.”
Madelaine was still in a state of shock. Voice trembling, she said, “B-But… Abby’s ticket was successfully verified.”
“What?” Successfully verified? Emily looked at Madelaine with a dazed expression and then looked at Abby standing in front of her. It wasn’t long before rage started coursing through her veins. She shook her head incredulously and muttered to herself, “How did Janet get so many tickets? Not to mention they’re all real.”
“I-I don’t know either!” Madelaine froze in place, unable to speak clearly.
Could it be that Brian gave them to Janet? This idea flashed through Emily’s mind but she quickly shot it down. Even if Brian loved her a lot, he would never spend millions to buy her tickets… She really didn’t understand Janet.
The atmosphere outside the National Stadium was very lively, with the audience cheering and screaming non-stop. Meanwhile, the people backstage were extremely nervous and excited. After getting his makeup done, Walter walked to Janet’s dressing room and took a few peeks at her. Emotions filled his eyes as he said, “Janet, you’re completely unrecognizable.”
She had on a floor-length white dress and her pair of silver high heels peeked out from under her skirt. She had a silver mask on, and her long curly hair was somewhat charming and sexy.
Gordon smiled slightly. “She wants to be lowkey. There are so many people present; I’m sure Janet is afraid of being recognized.”
Janet leaned back on the stool casually as she opened her eyes and asked impassively, “Is the performance about to start?”
Walter said lightly, “The female lead is still having her makeup done.”
Janet nodded and fell silent. Within a few minutes, the staff backstage informed Jessie, “Jessie, get ready. The performance is to start.”
Jessie smiled. “Okay.”
The staff members wiped their sweat. Did Miss Hunter win the lottery today? Why was she in such a good mood? Usually, she would yell at them for hurrying her.
…
Outside the stadium, Abby took a few videos and muttered, “It’s a shame that Janet isn’t coming.”
The people of Class F nodded. “It can’t be helped though. Janet doesn’t like noisy places.”
“Then let’s take more videos today and show her when we return.”
“Alright, sounds good!”
As an investor, Henry had VVVIP tickets and didn’t need to get his tickets checked. As long as Henry showed up, he could have access to the member seats up front.
Seeing that a member came in without getting their tickets checked, the staff quickly notified the director to come and welcome the guest. The director immediately came out from backstage. “Oh, why didn’t you tell me that you’re coming, Young Master Moss?”
When the director heard that Mason, the head of the top conglomerate in Sandfort City, had also come, he was flattered. He respectfully said, “Y-You should’ve told us in advance that you guys are coming. Our staff didn’t make the necessary preparations to tend to you!”
Henry smiled. “It’s okay. We brought our staff here as well, so there’s no need to trouble your staff!”
Mason also nodded casually. Seeing this, the director hurriedly answered in agreement.
“What does ‘Sweet Tune Guru’ look like?” Henry let out a dry cough and asked the question that he was most concerned about today.
Upon hearing his words, Sweet Tune Guru’s face and figure came into the director’s mind. His eyes shone brightly and he said with a very exaggerated expression, “S-She’s a beauty! Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very capable. We all like her very much!”
“I see!” Henry murmured joyfully to himself.
Mason turned around and said in a faint voice, “You can leave us.” Then, the man took on an indifferent look and walked off casually. Mason’s slender fingers slowly buttoned his suit and he said with a cold voice, “Henry, come and sit here.”
Henry knew clearly what the man was planning. However, he wondered what kind of woman managed to intrigue him so much. Henry followed behind him enthusiastically and looked around while wondering aloud, “Young Master Mason, where do you think Miss Janet is?”
