That was an unexpectedly smart move. It perfectly explained her attitude today.
“Turn it off!” The director who was initially enjoying the performance backstage was alerted by the current situation.
What is this?
How did this happen?
Who is that in the video?
The director was also astounded by the sudden turn of events. In all his years as a director, something like this had never happened before.
His reaction, however, seemed to have reinforced the audience’s assumptions. “Get down from that stage you bullsh*t composer!”
“Return our money to us you bullsh*t composer!”
“We want a refund!”
“You fraud! I’m going to record all of this and share it on Twitter!”
“Yeah, record it! This is infuriating!”
“A group of con artists! They cheated us of our money! Curse them!”
Suddenly, a group of people from the audience started throwing rotten eggs at the stage and the stage began to reek of a foul odor.
Seeing that the audience was getting out of control, the director promptly led the four of them off the stage first.
Amidst the chaos, Jessie had a relaxed smile on her face. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at Janet with a contemplative look on her face and mouthed, “You’re over!”
Janet’s eyebrows shot up. Her rage was about to hit the roof.
Under the guidance of the director and staff, the four of them made it backstage.
Walter and Gordon, who were already there, were clearly on Janet’s side, but there was nothing they could do since they had no proof to say otherwise.
With an arched back, Jessie walked back to her dressing room. After this bullsh*t composer gets ousted by the director, it’ll be over for her—on top of having this incident on her record. From now on, not only will her reputation be ruined, but she would also have to compensate for her breach of contract.
At the thought of that, Jessie’s steps became lighter.
Janet was staring at Jessie’s back with her dark eyes. The chill in her gaze looked like it could melt someone and her ruthlessness became apparent on the corner of her lips.
After taking a seat on the stool, Janet took off her heels and mask. She faced Walter and Gordon with a calm and collected expression. “If the director asks for me, just tell him you don’t know where I am.”
Walter looked puzzled. “What is this? How did this happen?”
Behind her, Gordon chirped, “Someone is trying to sabotage Janet!”
Janet did not have time to explain. Once she gave them the instructions and her stage accessories, she immediately left the place.
Meanwhile, Gordon and Walter quickly went to hunt down whoever was in the projection room.
The person who was trying to sabotage Janet might still be there.
…….
In the VVVIP zone, Henry was also dumbfounded by the abrupt situation.
Did this concert fall through?
The five billion he invested was also gone with the wind.
Moreover, he was now disappointed in Sweet Tune Guru.
People backstage started an emergency meeting.
It was rare for Henry to look so stern. Hitting the table, he growled, “What was that video about?”
Because he was the major sponsor of this concert, the director was too afraid to offend him.
With paled lips, the director wiped off the sweat on his face and looked like he still had not recovered from what happened earlier.
“A-About this incident, our workers backstage have gone to investigate. Please wait for a bit, Young Master Moss!”
Henry glowered at him and his voice sounded threatening. “Bring Sweet Tune here now to clarify the situation!”
The director immediately had one of his workers go and get her.
A few minutes later, the worker came back with a troubled expression. “D-Director… Sweet Tune Guru ran off.”
“What?” The director slapped his own lap and nearly jumped up. He practically yelled, “Then, did you find out who was behind this?”
“When we went to the projection room, it was already empty!” The worker shook his head; he was completely in distress.
Henry slammed the table and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I hope the person in charge can give me an explanation for the incident today. Who is going to be responsible for such a big loss?”
The director wiped his sweat off. “Please give us some time, Young Master Moss. We’ll get to the bottom of it!”
