Maeve Lane nodded, "What's up?"
Ms. Roland remained silent, feeling a bit regretful inside.
Previously, when she saw the list Owen Osborne gave her, Maeve Lane caught her eye immediately. Seeing her in person today, she found Maeve very similar to what she had imagined.
But during the audition just now, she was a bit angry, because not to mention the younger generation, even elders had to speak politely to her, yet this young girl in front of her didn't play by the rules at all, just said her piece and left.
She left so decisively that Ms. Roland instantly regretted it when she saw Maeve walking out the door.
She hadn't bowed her head to anyone in a long time…
Now encountering this, and with the young girl giving her slippers, she began to waver again.
"Aren't you being considerate now? Why were you so rash earlier?"
Maeve Lane raised an eyebrow, showing a slight smile, "You think that was rash?"
