With various platforms, it was easy to pick up news.

When the girls heard Ivy mocking their appearance, they were able to use this knowledge to clap back.

Ivy's face turned pale as her anger rose, threatening to burst and spill over.

Since that fiasco, she had been locking herself at home feigning sickness. She had thought that things would have calmed down by now.

It turned out that she had been dead wrong.

"Care to repeat that?"

The girls grimaced but said nothing. No matter how much they disliked her, it was a fact that Ivy belonged to a powerful family. They couldn't talk back.

But their eyes didn't lie as they looked at her with disdain.

A shadow crossed over Ivy's face, her expression darkening. She was about to explode, but her companion pulled her and said, “Brewster's here."

Ivy took a moment to gather her composure, straightened her outfit, and approached with a friendly smile.

"Greetings, Mr. Riley."

Brewster returned the smile courteously and headed towards the entrance of the auditorium.

Ivy's smile suddenly became rigid.

It was out of her expectation that the director didn't inquire more about her.

“Mr. Riley, could you please hold on a moment?"

Brewster paused and asked, "How may I assist you?"

Ivy put on her most charming smile.

"I heard that you are here to choose actors for your project."

"That's correct."

“What is your opinion of me?"