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Chapter 287
Chapter 287
Chapter 287: What
The sound was strange.
With anger and hate.
Alva looked over. The reporter looked over.
A short, handsome girl with red hair and a jacket glared at her.
Alva looked at the girl and said. “I don’t know you.”
Indeed, she had never met the girl.
Not at all.
The girl stepped on high boots, strode over, raised her chin, heavily made up face was angry, “You don’t know me, but I know you!”
After saying that, he grabbed Alva’s hair and pointed to Alva’s face and said to reporters: “She is a bitch, you give me a good picture of her
face, and put this bitch face on your front page headlines!”
The reporter immediately grabbed the camera and clicked.
Alva grabbed the girl’s hand with anger in her eyes. “Let go!”
When the girl heard her speak, she lifted her other hand and slapped Alva in the face.
Alva’s mind went blank and her eardrums vibrated.
The girl pointed to her, “The dirty bitch, dare to talk to me like that!”
Then he slapped again, but this time the girl’s hand was pinched.
Chapter 287 What
The girl frowned and looked at the man who held her hand.
The man in a black suit, wearing sunglasses, tall and powerful.
It’s scary to watch.
But the girl was not afraid at all. Not only was she not afraid, she stared at the man and shouted, “What are you, let Miss Ben’s hand go!”
Alva reacts and looks at the man.
The man was tall, a head taller than she was, and his dark glasses obscured his eyes, not his eyes, but his expressionless face.
But none of that matters. What matters is that she doesn’t know this
man.
Who is this man?
Just then a man came up to her and said. “Miss Gellar, go to the car first.” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.
Alva looks at men, dressed like men holding girls’ hands, like bodyguards.
Her mind moved, nodding, “Good.”
Turn and follow the man out.
When the girl saw Alva leaving, she cried out, “Bitch, stop right there!”
Alva stopped, the reporter still pointing his camera at her.
It’s like you want to freeze her every expression, every move.
Alva turned to the girl who was glaring at her, her eyes clear. “Talking to a stranger is a bitch. Is that what your parents taught you?”
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The girl’s face changed. “You…”
“If so, they have failed miserably.”
Alva turned and got into the car with the man, and soon the car drove
away.
The girl reacts and yells. “Alva, you bitch, who said anything about my parents? You wait!”
When the reporter saw that Alva was gone, they followed.
The girl stood staring at the car, her hands clenched in fists, her eyes full of anger.
Bitch!
Diagonally across from the dining room, third floor, window position.
Bella sat on the couch and watched the scene across the street.
When she saw the girl also leaving, she turned to look at Uriah.
At this look, her eyes stopped.
Uriah was watching her, wine dangling in his hand, his dark eyes sinister.
With his eyes like this, she stood on the road like she had nothing to wear and was looked at thoroughly.
The smile on Bella’s lips was gone, and the repressed emotion in her eyes was leaking out.
She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine, suppressing the rising emotions.
Then he lifted the corners of his mouth and looked at Uriah, “What,
The mouth is smiling, the eyes are not smiling at all.
Uriah put down the glass without leaving the foot of the glass, but he turned his eyes to the wine and said, “Bella, if you feel tired, you can stop.”
Look up, gaze down on her face, drink from the glass.
The color drained from Bella’s face as she looked at him.