"That child is too miserable."
"Yes, that's right. And it's more than that. I heard that her death was related to Grace. But at that time, the old Mr. White was alive and suppressed all the rumors as soon as they appeared. That's why the rumors didn't spread."
"Really?"
As the footsteps faded away, their voices trailed away to nothing.
Yvonne walked out with her fists clenched tightly. Her red eyes stared fixedly at the sink, her nails digging into her flesh.
At this time, the dressing room was in a mess because of Yvonne's disappearance.
After receiving Yvonne's message, Grace roared angrily, "What are you guys doing? Why did she suddenly disappear here?"
The crowd were all at a loss what to do. After all, no one knew when she had escaped.
"Why are you still here? Go and find her."
Then everyone began to take action.
The dressing room was empty in an instant. Grace could only blame herself for being careless.
"What is going on?"
