Chapter 842

Unsurprisingly, nobody dared to question Ashlyn.

Bright and charming as always, the latter broke the silence with a little chuckle. “Are we talking about Snowstorm? I can assure you she's no terrifying beast or monster. She's just a young lady. If you guys want to know her, I'll get her to show herself.”

One of the male directors looked at Ashlyn thoughtfully. “Mrs. Nolan, are you saying you know Snowstorm well?”

“Yes, I guess you can say that,” Ashlyn replied with a nod.

“That's Mrs. Nolan for you! Snowstorm is so secretive that it's almost impossible to catch a glimpse of her!”

“I've tried to schedule a meet-up with her several times, but she always turned me down,” a female producer chimed in.

“Yes, yes! Me too!”

Soon, everyone began chattering away and discussing among themselves.

Meanwhile, Naomi picked up a glass of juice and casually took a sip. When she turned around, however, a cold gust of wind hit her face.

react, a tight slap landed

spread, and Naomi could feel her ears buzzing

were actively discussing Snowstorm, had gone silent as

help but watch

strode over and stared incredulously at the

turned out, the woman was none other than the lead

Ashlyn asked with an angry frown.

contorted with rage as she pointed her finger at Naomi. “She has

that? You better make yourself clear, Sandra. Otherwise, I

delicate, it didn't take long before an ugly red handprint appeared on her cheek. Worst of all, blood had also begun trickling

and stared at Sandra. “Ms. Wagner, what

didn't abuse her privilege as the heiress of

of that, Sandra's arrogance

than Ashlyn, Jonathan, and Greg, the rest of the crowd was clearly enjoying

were many eyes glued on Naomi's face, and the reporters, especially, couldn't

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