Ivy Willis turned her gaze to Fiona Grantham, her demeanor crazed with gritted teeth, as if she wished to tear her apart.
Fiona Grantham had not expected Bella Green to point directly at her, furrowing her brow slightly.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Ivy Willis suddenly rush at her wrapped in a blanket.
With a crisp ’smack’, everyone froze, looking at Ivy Willis in disbelief.
"You bitch, it’s you, you ruined me, I want to kill you!!" Ivy Willis was frantically hitting Fiona Grantham.
This scene was completely beyond Fiona Grantham’s expectations, the burning pain on her face made her shiver with anger.
However, before she could react, a barrage of punches and slaps fell upon her.
Her high-fashion outfit was torn beyond recognition, and even her hair was messed up.
"Ivy Willis, what’s got into you!!" Fiona Grantham was furious, not wanting to wrestle with her, but no matter what, she couldn’t escape.
The commotion attracted the reporters who had been kicked out, they all squeezed back in, pulling out their cameras to snap photos endlessly.
This time, not just Ivy Willis, even Fiona Grantham was enraged, pointing at them and shouting that photos were not allowed!
But at this moment, who would listen to that? With so many peers around, missing one shot might make tomorrow’s magazine sales less than others.
"Fiona Grantham, you vicious woman, putting on airs all day, isn’t it just to please Bella Green and harm me, bitch!" The source of thɪs content is novel{f}ire.net
"Don’t talk nonsense." Fiona Grantham, hurting everywhere from the beating, couldn’t fight Ivy Willis like a shrew, so she could only try to dodge.
But she couldn’t hold off Ivy Willis’s madness.
"Bella, Bella, quickly help me!" She pleaded with Bella Green through tears.
However, upon looking up, there was no trace of Bella Green in the room anymore.
Bryce Xavier nearly fainted from anger, raising his hand to point at them: "What are you all looking at, hurry up and pull them apart?"
In a short while, Ivy Willis was pulled away, but at this moment, Fiona Grantham didn’t look much better, her eyes were red.
"Miss Grantham, can you please confirm if you intentionally harmed Ivy Willis? Why did you do this?"
Before catching her breath, a reporter started filming, questioning her.
Fiona Grantham’s lips trembled: "Don’t talk nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with me, the interview will be discussed another day, please leave today."
"Miss Grantham, are you feeling guilty and thus angry? There were also rumors before that you had someone beat up Bella Green, can you confirm if that’s true?"
"Why did Ivy Willis immediately accuse you of framing her? Do you know any inside information, please explain!"
"Why were you present during this scene, and with reporters, did you know in advance this would happen, Miss Grantham, can you explain?"
The questioning, word by word, made Fiona Grantham’s face pale, almost unable to stand, but having faced the media for many years, despite the panic, she quickly calmed down, thinking of solutions.
However, today’s incident was completely beyond what she could control.
"Firstly, I was unaware, the interview was pre-arranged, today’s events are entirely a coincidence and a misunderstanding!"
"You’re full of shit, Fiona Grantham, I won’t let you go." On the other side, Ivy Willis was still agitated.
Fiona Grantham’s expression changed repeatedly, cursing Ivy Willis quietly in her heart.
This fool, in such a situation, not leaving immediately, still seeking attention here, does she not feel embarrassed enough?
End of Chapter Four, Goodnight~