Clearing up without evidence, not clearing up would mean being chased and cursed.
Maeve Lane yawned lightly, "Let them slander, it's not like I haven't been slandered before."
"What doesn't kill me will eventually make me stronger." Maeve was quite open-minded, "Instead of worrying about this, I might as well prepare well for the 'Southern Mountain' audition, which is tomorrow."
Sarah Sutton hesitated: "But on the 'Southern Mountain' side, will they still let you audition?"
The level of slander now is several times worse than before.
Just as she finished speaking, Maeve's phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
As soon as Maeve answered, she heard a man's voice, "Maeve Lane, how are you preparing?"
"Who is this?"
"I am Owen Osborne, do you remember?"
"I remember, Director Osborne."
Hearing Maeve's words, Sarah quickly rolled off the bed and leaned beside Maeve, whispering excitedly, "Director Osborne? The one who is as famous as Director Dayne in the film industry!"
