Suzanne Trent had probably spent about four or five minutes in the bathroom "wiping her face" with paper towels, but the churning in her stomach just got worse. She felt she couldn't hold it any longer.
Maybe she should just go to a bathroom on another floor.
She simply stood up and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing was wrong. As she passed the supporting female characters again, they turned their heads and gave her a polite smile. "Suzanne, have you touched up your makeup yet?"
Suzanne smiled and nodded, then hurried away.
Did she really fix her makeup?
She didn't even have a makeup bag...
It was clear that she had gone in there to eavesdrop on their conversation.
The supporting female characters secretly complained in their hearts, not daring to say anything for a while. After all, they had just started working together and they didn't want to offend anyone.