"I—I was just saying it casually." Ivy Willis was scared into silence, afraid that those rough men with fierce faces might rush over to hit her.
"Oh, you were just saying it casually then." Bella Green suddenly realized, then turned to Alex Latham: "Miss Willis was just speaking casually; it’s nothing. Now you can tell the truth."
Alex Latham felt at ease, but looking at Ivy Willis, he still hesitated a bit. After all, offending a person like her wouldn’t do any good.
But compared to others, his own interests were more important.
"It—it was Ivy Willis’s assistant who came to me before, saying you bullied her last time and asked me to slap you to vent her anger, to teach you a lesson about your place."
Bella Green’s lips curled into a cold smile as she looked at Ivy Willis: "How high is the sky, how thick is the earth, I really don’t know. How about Miss Willis educates me on this?"
Ivy Willis turned pale, trembling as she looked at Bella Green. After a while, she pulled out her phone, shakily dialed, and as soon as the call connected, she angrily yelled.
"Julia Timberlake, you get back here right now." There was a hint of urgency and panic in her voice.
The assistant on the other end was taken aback, then said: "Isla, what’s wrong? The small-time reporter you asked me to find is about to arrive, I have to go and pick her up."
"No way!" Ivy Willis was startled at what she heard.
Previously, to completely blacken Bella Green’s name in this circle, she had contacted a reporter in advance. Since Bella Green wasn’t very famous, she could only find a reporter from a no-name tabloid.
"Huh? Why? That person is almost here." The female assistant was puzzled.
"Quit your nonsense, I told you to come back right now, immediately." Ivy Willis shouted anxiously.
Julia Timberlake, although confused, obediently agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Ivy Willis suddenly adopted a look of grievance and innocence, starting to cry and complain.
"I really didn’t know about this. I never asked my assistant to call you; she must have acted on her own to avenge me."
Bella Green narrowed her eyes, unsurprised by Ivy Willis’s attempt to pass the blame.
Ivy Willis’s crying left the group of men at a loss. After all, dealing with a young girl felt a bit like bullying.
Instinctively, they drew back their expressions, stepped back a bit, and said nothing more, all waiting for Julia Timberlake to arrive.
Before long, Julia Timberlake came running back.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, she felt a bit flustered and hurried to Ivy Willis’s side, who was crying.
"Isla, why are you crying? Did they bully you..."
As she spoke, Ivy Willis delivered a fast and hard slap, leaving Julia Timberlake stunned.
"Isla, why did you hit me?" Julia Timberlake held her cheek, looking at Ivy Willis in disbelief.
"Julia Timberlake, I ask you, did you give Alex Latham ten thousand dollars to hit Bella Green?" Ivy Willis asked sharply.
Julia Timberlake held her face, her mind buzzing, utterly bewildered.
She couldn’t understand why such a matter would be exposed in front of so many people. Ignoring the pain, she shook her head to defend herself.
"No, no such thing, of course not."
"Stop lying, Alex Latham already said so. I know you meant well for me, but you can’t do such things behind my back." Ivy Willis looked at Julia Timberlake with a pained expression.