The group immediately began dragging Sandra away as the entire cast surged forward, their faces twisted with undisguised fury.
"Let go of me! What are you doing?!"
Caught off guard by their aggression, Sandra tried to escape but found herself trapped, her arms locked in a vise-like grip by multiple actresses.
"Relax, it's just a little hazing for the newcomer," one taunted. "Shouldn't have thrown the first punch."
As they pulled her toward a secluded corner, Sandra's heart pounded. "Help! Someone help!" she screamed.
But they were in the exclusive VIP section of Vinyl Diner - an entire floor reserved for the wealthy elite. No one would interfere. Even the waitstaff deliberately looked the other way.
Then - a sharp command cut through the chaos. "Stop! What's going on here?!"
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