Meanwhile, Rowan Benett bit on an unknown handkerchief, creaking and squeaking as he stared fixedly at the screen.
"It hasn't been easy for this missy!"
"Waah, so pitiful..."
"..."
Juliana Vanderbilt and Wesley Wright, who had been following the livestream, trembled with suppressed emotions as they stared at the screen, speechless.
Wesley Wright had even abandoned his usual arrogance and confidence. The wine glass he held was now resting on the coffee table. He sat up straight, staring at Jinna Martinez in disbelief.
He couldn't deny it, Jinna's two songs had begun to unsettle him.
At that moment, Jinna looked up to suppress her emotions, then looked directly into the camera and said,
"Next up, 'Wasted Tears'! Thank you!"
As her voice trailed off, amid a roar of cheers, the slow rhythm of the music began—
Have you been professionally trained to lie?
You haven't learned to wipe your mouth after eating on the sly
...
Feels like a wire has suddenly snapped in my brain