"Good night." Sylvia pressed the hung-up button, not waiting for Franklin's answer.

The screen went black.

Franklin sat there, unmoved.

He looked around the empty room and murmured, "Good night."

He stared at the dark screen. A trace of gloominess flashed into his deep-set eyes.

'She is so heartless. How could he hang up so quickly?".

He stared at her and waited for her to finish blowing dry her hair for so long!

In the Evans's Villa.

Early in the morning.

Tiffany did not sleep all night. Her eyes were red and swollen, with dark eye circles under them. She looked haggard and pale.

Neve knocked and walked in. As soon as she entered, she saw the paper towels all over the floor and Tiffany who still curled up in the corner.

She couldn't help sighing.

She felt distressed for Tiffany because Tiffany was her daughter. However, Tiffany was too young and disobedient.

"Well, it has happened. It's useless for you to cry. Go to wash up. I will go with you to apologize to Franklin. Behave yourself well. Got it?" Neve took her hand and pulled her out of bed.

Tiffany nodded, looking dispirited and frustrated.

"Mom, can you help me deal with Sylvia?"

Tiffany was very thin, but now she looked even thinner as if she could be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Be my good girl. I will help you to deal with that bitch.” Neve quickly reassured her, "I know more than Sylvia! I think that's all she can do." Hearing his mother's words, Tiffany felt better.

After washing up, she put on some makeup and finally looked better. She followed Neve downstairs.

After sitting in the dining room, she heard her family say with sarcasm, "Tiffany, I don't mean to blame you. It's just that what you did discredits our family so much!"

Wearing a dark green dress, Alyssa Booth, Tiffany's auntie, came in. All the Evans were living in this villa.

had come into

all had their

so mean to Tiffany. Those are all rumors. You know well

the brand has tweeted and mentioned

you say?" Tiffany was in a low

rolled her eyes and looked at Tiffany's face. She said word for word, "The official

impossible..." "Just watch Twitter by yourself." Alyssa took a sip of milk and said, "Hey, if the old Evans knows it, his illness may deteriorate. Tiffany, you really let us down. I think you should not go to the hospital these days." Tiffany turned a deaf ear to Alyssa's words because she saw the trending topic and

"LX Official Statement”

Group

insult and abuse of Tiffany Evans to LX, we hearby declare that LX reserves the right to take legal action,

to search the official Twitter account of Flourishing

which goes against our group's positive principle, we hearby declare Flourishing Age

Flourishing Age Group!

agency of all global luxury brands

brands wanted to expand the market in H Rovirsa should work with

but also owned many fashion brands that were

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a noble lady, was banned by Flourishing Age Group.

It also meant that she could no longer fit into the circle of celebs, because noble ladies usually gathered together to discuss new bags, clothing in vogue, and

then again, why was

Carr, the president of Flourishing Age Group, was a big shot who lived

lived in H Rovirsa, he would be the super-rich

Sylvia and Flourishing Age

to LX Shoppe anymore, but she still had a

so many famous luxury brands banned her from buying their

wear old clothes to attend important occasions

others would look at

"Ah!"

was so angry that she threw her cell phone

can't stand it! I can't stand it! Why? Why even Flourishing Age Group helped Sylvia, that

distorted because

"Tiffany, don't go crazy! You

eating sandwiches

at Tiffany inside

spoiled without

a tantrum at home, but she even makes a scene

right now. Don't worry. We can go abroad to buy clothes. We can afford them. Flourishing Age Group is just the agency of those brands. It's not like it buys out

too humiliating!" Tiffany's red and swollen eyes looked

She looked very funny.

makeup was blurred by her

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