ford turned around. " what's the matter? why are you making a fuss? "
" it's ... it's miss Vivian, " the staff member said, panting. " something happened. "
"what?"
ford's expression changed.
the few of them rushed to the backstage of the arena.
in the waiting room, H university's tennis team coach's face was livid, and his voice was filled with anger.
"damn it, what's going on? how do you manage the competition? there were so many staff members here, but did no one notice that someone had sneaked into the lounge? now that something like this has happened, how is Vivian supposed to compete?"
the staff member lowered his head in guilt and apologized repeatedly.
"i don't need you to apologize now. i just want you to come up with a solution!" the coach said angrily.
seeing this, rufford quickly walked in. " mr. coach, please don't be anxious. what exactly happened? "