Chapter 972 I’ll Leave!

• If Sandra really didn’t move, Sophia really would have her thrown out. Of course, she wouldn’t do it herself.
• Michael had already brought a large group of old artists over. All of them surrounded Sandra, staring at her unfriendly. At this time, she didn’t have any qualifications or seniority to back her up, and she was far from qualified to sit in the first row.
• The live broadcast was going to start any second now. The dancers on the stage were ready. The opening song and dance was about to begin, and the backstage was in turmoil. The director became so anxious that his eyes grew bloodshot. Seeing that Sandra was still motionless, he directly ordered, “Take Miss Mitchell out!”