Lixue smirked, locking her phone as she leaned back against the seat.
Ah, there it was.
The resentment. The dismissal. The people who refused to accept someone new stepping into the spotlight.
She had expected nothing less.
Her driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Miss Y.L, we'll be at Dream Entertainment in ten minutes."
She nodded absently, tapping her nails against her thigh. The glow from her phone screen reflected in her dark eyes.
They wanted to tear her down before she could even properly rise.
Good.
Let them.
The car smoothly veered away from the front and into the private basement parking reserved for high-profile artists. As soon as it came to a stop, a Dream Entertainment staff member rushed forward to greet her.
"Miss Y.L, the executives are waiting for you upstairs," he said, a slight edge of urgency in his voice. "Your debut has caused… quite the stir."
