They were kindly interrupted by a staff member who had come to tell them that it was time to cut the ribbon.
Noelle decided to shelve the matter in the meantime, and helped Lucinda back to the entrance hall.
As it was a historical drama, the show was going to be filmed in a production base in the heart of Stastle.
They arrived at the scene, and saw a large table was placed right up front. It was a lively sight.
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When the last of the firecrackers finally popped off, everyone, including the directing team, the producers, the actors, and the filming crew, entered the venue in sequence and took their seats.
After that came the ribbon-cutting.
Being the main investor of the show, Lucinda stood in the middle, flanked by the director and the show runner on both sides.
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A staff member walked up to each of them and held up a tray bearing a pair of golden scissors.
Cameras were clicking left and right as the media took hundreds of photos of the momentous event.
Lucinda held the scissor blades against the ribbon, but before she could snip it in half, someone cried out from the crowd.
“Oh my God! Why is there a person standing on top of the building?
Are they planning to jump?!”
The moment those words escaped the onlooker’s lips, a wave of shock rippled through the crowd.
Heads turned in unison, their gaze fixated on the woman.
She stood at the edge of the towering building, dressed in tattered clothes, marked by dirt and grime.
While all attention was focused on the grand ceremony, her ascent had gone unnoticed.
The paparazzi immediately zeroed in on her, their camera lenses capturing her every move, drawing everyone’s attention.
The staff was fraught with anxiety, unsure of how to handle the situation.
“What do we do? Someone’s about to jump off the building during the new show’s launching ceremony. If she ends up dead, it’ll be a bad omen,” one of the staff members fretted.
“Yeah, this was supposed to be a day of celebration. Does this mean the whole show is doomed to fail?” another chimed in.
“Those investors’ company stocks are bound to plummet tonight, right?” added a third, contemplating the repercussions.
Silently, Lucinda listened to the buzzing discussions with a blank expression.
She turned to the staff beside her and calmly instructed, “Call 911 immediately and deploy the rescue air cushion.”
“Don’t you dare call 911! Nobody move! Stop right there, or I’1L jump this instant!”