"Boss, how about some red date and ginger tea? I added two blocks of brown sugar."
Ivy Holden took a sip and handed it back to Phoebe Buck. "It's too sweet and spicy. It'll affect my voice."
"Huh? But your stomach hurts. This is what you're supposed to drink!"
"It's fine, I'll just bear with it. Remember to buy some painkillers. It'll be a problem if it still hurts tomorrow."
"Okay! I'll remember." Phoebe Buck quickly agreed.
The executive director's voice came through the earpiece, telling Ivy Holden to get ready to go on.
Ivy Holden quickly cleared her throat, tightened her grip on the microphone, and stood behind the curtain.
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Although it was just a rehearsal, the audience was still packed with spectators. These included fan club members, media reporters, and even professional photographers and bloggers who had gotten in through various connections.
