When mentioning surveillance, Fiona Grantham’s eyes lit up, and she quickly grabbed her phone to call Mason Bennett.
However, after it automatically hung up, the other party didn’t answer.
Fiona Grantham furrowed her brows, stubbornly continued calling, but still, no one answered.
After several calls, Fiona Grantham felt extremely frustrated, but there was nothing she could do. So she had to call Victor Bennett.
This time, the phone was picked up almost immediately after ringing once.
Upon hearing the voice on the other end, Fiona Grantham instantly burst into tears.
That uncontrollable sobbing startled Victor Bennett.
"Phoebe, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?"
Hearing that worried voice, Fiona Grantham felt a bit of comfort, but the tears didn’t stop.
"Victor, can you help me get the hotel’s surveillance footage?"
"Uh, sure, did something happen?"
Upon mentioning it, Fiona Grantham went silent, but the sound of her sobbing carried clearly to Victor Bennett’s ears.
"Is it something on the Internet?" Victor Bennett said while swiftly opening his computer.
"Victor, I’m really not like they say, I’m not. I never wanted to hurt Bella Green, and she wasn’t innocent either. It was Bella Green—she hit Nancy Lowe and kicked me too."
Hearing Fiona Grantham was hit, Victor Bennett suddenly panicked.
"What!?" His voice was sharp, "Bella Green hit you?"
Right after speaking, he reconsidered, and it seemed something was off: "But, Phoebe, you’re not hurt, and Bella Green doesn’t seem like that kind of person?"
Though he didn’t know Bella Green well, the trust his brother had in Bella Green must have some reason.
"I—I didn’t expect her to suddenly lash out. She didn’t hit my face, but, but..."
Fiona Grantham said, choking up, the thought of mentioning her being hit left her slightly hesitant. How should she describe being kicked in the chest by Bella Green?
"So where did she hit you?"
"Kicked me in the chest." Fiona Grantham felt exceedingly wronged, this spot made her feel hard-pressed to speak.
Victor Bennett paused for a moment upon hearing this, then felt a bit awkward yet deeply infuriated.
"This little brat went too far, doing such a thing!"
"Now Mason isn’t answering my calls, can you help explain?" Fiona Grantham said anxiously.
She was afraid Bella Green might have said something to Mason Bennett, thus he wouldn’t answer her.
She believed once Mason Bennett saw the surveillance footage and realized he had been deceived by Bella Green, he definitely wouldn’t be mad at her.
"Alright, Phoebe, I’ll call my brother right now."
After hanging up the phone, Fiona Grantham finally let out a sigh of relief, glanced at the irritating comments on the laptop she had hurled to the floor nearby, and snorted coldly.
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"Cousin, what’s going on? Why is Fiona Grantham being scolded ?" Ivy Willis complained on the phone to Anna Green while browsing Twitter.
"I’ve told you before, Bella Green isn’t as easy to deal with as she used to be. I don’t even understand, with that wooden brain of hers, how did she suddenly get smart?"
Anna Green also felt a bit frustrated, not knowing when it started, but that girl became hard to control.
"So what should we do now? Are those photos ready? I can’t wait any longer!"
Seeing Bella Green inexplicably gain some girlfriend fans and fanatic fans online made her teeth itch with anger.
A girly figure, with not a single piece of work, how is it so many people are defending her?