The voice sounded strange.It was filled with anger and hatred.
Olivia looked over, and so did the reporters.
A sassy girl with short red hair and a Jacket was glaring at her.
Olivia looked at the girl and said, "I don't know you"
Indeed, she had never seen this girl before.Not even once.
The girl strode over in her high boots and raised her chin.
Her heavily made-up face was full of rage.
"You don't know me, but I know you!"
With that, she grabbed Olivia's hair, pointed at Olivia's face, and said to the reporters, "She's a
bitch.You guys take a good picture of her face and put that bitch's face on your front page!"
The reporters immediately took many pictures.
Olivia grabbed the girl's hand and anger welled up in her eyes.
"Let me go!"
When the girl heard her, she raised her other hand and slapped Olivia across the face.
Olivia's mind went blank from the slap and her ears buzzed.
The girl pointed at her and said, "You filthy bitch, how dare you talk to me like that!"
Then she slapped her again, but this time the girl's hand was held.
The girl frowned and looked at the man who held her hand.
The man was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses.
He was tall and powerful.
He looked scary.
But the girl was not afraid at all.
Not only was she not afraid, but she also glared at the man and snapped, "Who are you? Let go of my
hand!"
Olivia also came to her senses and looked at the man.
The man was very tall, a head taller than her.
He wore sunglasses, so she could not see his eyes, but she could see his expressionless face.
But none of this mattered.
The important thing was that she didn't know this man.
Who was this person? Just as she thought about it, a man walked up to her and said to her, "Miss
Hadley, get in the car first"
The man was dressed like a bodyguard and still holding the girl's hand.
Her heart skipped a beat and she nodded.
"Okay” She turned and followed the man out.
When the girl saw Olivia leaving, she hurriedly shouted, "Bitch, stop!"
Olivia stopped, and the reporters continued to take pictures of her.
They looked as if they wanted to freeze every expression and every movement of Olivia.
Olivia turned around and looked at the girl who was glaring at her angrily.
Her eyes were clear.
"You call a stranger bitch for no reason.Is that what your parents taught you?"
The girl's face changed.
"You.."
"If so, they really failed"
Olivia turned around, got in the car with the man, and the car drove away quickly.
The girl came to her senses and shouted, "Olivia, you bitch, how dare you mention my parents? I'll get
even with you!"
When the reporters saw Olivia leaving, they left, too.
The girl stood there, staring at the car, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes filled with anger and
hatred.
Bitch! Diagonally opposite was a restaurant.
On the third floor by the window, Melody was sitting on the sofa and looked at what was happening
across the street with her lips curled.
When she saw the girl leaving, she turned her head and looked at Everett.
At this glance, she was a bit shocked.
Everett was looking at her.
He was swirling the glass of red wine, and his eyes were dark.
Facing his gaze, she felt like she was seen through.
The smile at the corner of Melody's mouth was gone, and the suppressed emotions in her eyes were
leaking out.
She picked up her glass and took a sip, suppressing the rising emotions in her heart.
Then she forced a smile and looked at Everett.
"What's wrong? Feeling pity for her?"
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was no hint of a smile in her eyes.
Everett put down the glass, but his fingers were still on the glass.
He moved his eyes, looked at the wine in the glass, and said, "Melody, if you feel tired, you can stop"
Then he looked up at her face and drank the wine from his glass.
Melody looked at him, and turned pale in an instant.
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