“Teresa Richardson?”

Teresa, who went to the same high school as Madisyn and a friend of Jenna’s, regarded Madisyn with a hint of arrogance.

“Madisyn, I heard you were living the good life and you even pursued dancing.

So, why are you working at Edge Entertainment now? Did you and Mr.

Johns-my brother-break up? Did you come here seeking an opportunity to get closer to him?”

Teresa had originally planned to disclose the truth to everyone, but upon seeing Madisyn, she abruptly decided against it.

Teresa and Madisyn had never gotten along well in high school.

Back then, Madisyn was a member of the affluent Chapman family, beloved by many at school for her grace and charm.

To Teresa’s dismay, her own Prince Charming had been smitten with Madisyn, fueling a deep-seated jealousy that lingered over the years.

Now, with an opportunity to disgrace Madisyn, Teresa was not about to let it slip by easily.

As Teresa’s insinuations spread, everyone’s gaze shifted towards Madisyn.

“No wonder she looks familiar; she’s the one known for her dancing.

“Did you come here to seduce Mr.

Johns? I advise you to leave now.

Mr.

Johns is not someone you can easily seduce.

The crowd looked at Madisyn with disdain, as if she were something contemptible.

Yet, Madisyn was unfazed.

With a calm, amused expression, she responded, “Do you all really believe her just because of a few words? You’re adults now.

You’d better think for yourselves.

“How dare you mock us for being mindless?” someone retorted.

Liza, visibly annoyed, chimed in, “You’re making everyone uncomfortable.

Do you really want to seduce Mr.

Johns? Miss Johns, shouldn’t we just throw her out?”

Teresa narrowed her eyes, enjoying the flattery.

Looking at Madisyn, she found a twisted sense of superiority.

“Forget it.

It’s not easy for her to have gotten a job here.

We don’t need to be so harsh.

As long as she works hard, it’s fine.

“That’s right.

Miss Johns is so kind.

By the way, give me your ID card and photo, and I’ll get your work card prepared,” Liza said, buttering up Teresa.

Liza was shocked when she saw the name.

“Do you go by the last name Richardson?”

Teresa felt a chill down her spine under Liza’s doubtful gaze.

Caught up in the moment, she had almost believed she was truly Miss Johns.

Regaining her composure, she explained, “I need to keep a low profile here.

I can’t let anyone replace out about my identity.

That’s why I’m using a fake name.

“Oh, I see.

Miss Johns, you’re very cautious,” Liza said, somewhat confused.

But today, only Madisyn and Teresa were the new arrivals.

If not Teresa, could the president’s sister be Madisyn?

After a quick look at Madisyn, who was dressed simply, Liza put her suspicions to rest.

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