These words of gratitude aren't prepared in advance. Mellie's heart almost jumps out when she hears
this. She is afraid that the next sentence would implicate this scandal. Fortunately, it doesn't.
After Stella returns to the backstage, Mellie immediately rushes over as well. However, when she
arrives at the door of the dressing room, she is rejected.
"Is she inside?"
The makeup artist nods, "The door was shut. I guess she's crying inside."
Mellie is stunned for a moment. She puts her hands on her waist and takes a deep breath. She closes
her eyes to calm down herself. Forget it. Give Stella some space. She's really... too pitiful.
Mellie, as the person beside her, is most clear about what Pehry did to Stella. If the same thing
happens to her, she might not be able to endure it. She might not necessarily be able to face it better
than Stella.
Let it go. Her speech isn't too excessive, except different from the script.
Just as Mellie is about to report this speech as a minor incident, she suddenly sees an overwhelming
amount of comments from netizens.
The awards show is broadcast live, so viewers and netizens can watch everything at the same time.
After Stella said those words, pandemonium broke out among the netizens.
Mellie just chooses the one with the most comments—
Netizen A says, "Oh my God, is this really Stella? Why do I feel that she looks more beautiful than
before...? She must have hired a good dresser?"
Netizen B comments, "I have to say the speech is quite good, compared to those official, very heart-
wrenching."
Netizen C adds, "Suddenly I want to be her fan even though I hated her much?"
...
Knowing what Stella talked about, Mellie just focused on the speech concerned about Pehry, as well as
the fact that Stella changed her speech temporarily. However, she neglected the content. Now when
she knows the reaction of the netizens, she suddenly feels that it is a blessing in disguise.
Undoubtedly, Stella's words just now were all sincere from the bottom of her heart. But Mellie did not
expect that the netizens would actually be able to identify with Stella.
After all, during this period of time, Stella has been scolded too miserably.
The comments are increasing. Jasmine is also watching the live. As Pehry's girlfriend, she disliked
Stella more or less. But when she sees Stella's speech, she suddenly feels that Stella is helpless too.
Jasmine is sitting on a chair beside the school basketball court. She is watching attentively when she
suddenly hears a familiar and somewhat annoying voice behind her. "Jasmine? Why are you here
alone?"
Jasmine turns around and saw Mary's face. She feels down immediately. She could still maintain the
smiling face to her classmate. But now she is unable to pretend to be polite.
"It's you." Jasmine says indifferently. Seeing Mary sitting beside herself, she immediately stands up and
says, "I have to leave first."
Mary immediately follows, "Where are you going?"
Jasmine hates this kind of inquiry. If it is another person who asks her, she might not be so disgusted.
But it is Mary. She stops and turns around, unable to control her emotion any longer. "I'm going out for
personal business, so it's inconvenient to tell you. Also, I don't like people asking me about anything. I
hope you don't mind."
Mary doesn't expect Jasmine to suddenly lose her temper. Ever since she saw Jasmine get into a
luxury car, she has been looking for an opportunity to get close to her. Mary knows that Jasmine
dislikes her, but she doesn't care. As long as she can achieve her goal, she won't care much at all.
Thus, Mary immediately pretends to be pitiful, as if she is misunderstood. "Jasmine, do you have any
misunderstandings about me? I have no ill intention..."
"I know you don't." Jasmine adds, unwilling to talk more, "Just think of it as a misunderstanding. I don't
like strange people to ask me too many questions. I hope you won't ask me anymore."
"Aren't we classmates?"
Hearing this, Jasmine laughs. So does it mean that she needs to tell Mary everything, even if she can
feel that Mary is unkind?
She asked, "So?"
"I just want to be friends with you. I thought you had the same intention. But it turns out that you
misunderstand me."
"Yes. You make me a little uncomfortable." Jasmine directly stops Mary talking more, "So don't ask me
anything else in the future."
After saying that, Jasmine turns around and leaves, regardless of what Mary thinks of her.
Who cares what Mary thinks, she really hates her behavior now.
After coming out of school, Jasmine wanders aimlessly around the streets. She passes by a cake shop.
She wants to enter it. She is about to go up the stairs and push the door when she suddenly hears
someone calling her.
She subconsciously turns around and sees a woman standing not far away waving at her, "Jasmine?"
It is an unfamiliar face that she has never seen before. Even though she recollects her memories, she
cannot find any information about the woman.
She doesn't know this person, but the woman can call out her name without difficulty.
Who is it?
Jasmine stands there in confusion. Seeing that she is a woman, she instinctively relaxes her vigilance,
"Do you know me?"
The woman wears a black trench coat with a dark gray turtleneck. She looks very nimble. Hearing
Jasmine's question, she only nods. "We met when you were young."
When she was a child?
Jasmine is even more puzzled. "Excuse me, may I ask your name?"
Hearing this, the woman takes a few steps towards Jasmine. As she approaches, the faint scent of her
perfume drifts into Jasmine's nose.
Just as Jasmine thinks that the woman would stop in front of her, the woman even reaches out and
grabs her shoulder.
Such a close distance makes Jasmine very uncomfortable. She feels offended. She takes half a step
back and is just about to looks up to ask something when an electric current comes from her waist.
Immediately, her body uncontrollably falls into the woman and is held back. It looks like they are
supporting each other.
Jasmine widens her eyes, wanting to make a sound, only to discover that her throat seems to be
controlled by the electric current.
She cannot shout out loud, nor does she even have any strength to struggle. She can only lean on the
woman's body. It is only at this moment that she realizes how strong her opponent is. She is simply not
what Jasmine thought.
Before Jasmine lost consciousness, she knows the other party moves her into the car. In a black van,
there are two men sitting in the front seat. Then, everything in front of her turns around. Then, she can
no longer sense anything.
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