Chapter 7

I said nothing, but my expression was as good as a silent acknowledgment. Angela bit her lip, jealousy flickering in her gaze. "Renee, even if you got accepted, it doesn't mean anything. After you got injured, the dance company didn't fire you. It's just that you couldn't go on stage and had to help everyone run errands." Hearing that, everyone quickly tried to salvage the situation. "Yes, you've only just managed to stand. There's no way your dancing skills can be what they used to be. Perhaps you'll also run errands there, similar to what you do here." "Perhaps you lied about being accepted. Renee, you can't boast about anything just to protect your dignity." "Did you resign because the pay for running errands was too low? Well, since you helped us and the dance company so much in the past, we could talk to Timothy. Everyone can chip in a little each month as a donation to increase your pay, so stop making a fuss." Hearing that, everyone chimed in their agreement. Some offered