Room

The security guards were dumbfounded. Stephanie's assistant wiped the tears off her face in confusion and asked, "Stephanie, are you, are you running the lines?"

"Yes." Stephanie was indeed a good actress. In the blink of an eye, she was into the play. She looked a little unhappy. "I've long wanted to run the lines. Why did you barge in all of a sudden?"

She patted Harold's arm with one hand and was about to ask him to let go when Harold noticed Emily's gaze and quickly let go.

A security guard scratched his head and explained, "This group of people rushed in and got on the elevator. They came out of the elevator and went straight to the rooftop. We didn't know that they were here to ask you to run the lines..."

Stephanie was dumbfounded when she heard this. These people came straight to the rooftop? How could that be? Did they see her downstairs?

No, no, no, that was impossible. There were so many fans downstairs who hadn't seen her. How could they have seen her?