The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 121

#GrasssyGreeen#: She’s that new designer, right? I didn’t expect that she would do such a thing. It turns out that masterpieces don’t really reflect the real personality of the designer. I’m never • buying Vaenna’s jewelry anymore.

A huge group of netizens started tagging Willow’s Twitter and Facebook accounts in their comments and even started a hashtag to condemn her.

#Glazed Onion#: There’s no need to explain anymore. There’s so much concrete evidence, just deactivate your Facebook and Twitter account.

#SpicyFood4Life#: You actually call yourself a jewelry designer? You’re an insult to those jewelry designs!

#SexyV#: Isn’t it funny? A designer who came up with a collection of jewelry that pays tribute to the Gothic design concept didn’t even know designer Dila. I heard that she was able to come up with such perfect masterpieces after only a month of learning jewelry design. It’s a bit outrageous, don’t you think? I doubt those works have anything to do with her.

At the Vanderbilt manor…

Willow was attacked by the netizens so much that she dared not look at her phone, and her mind was about to break down again.

worriedly, picked up Willow’s cell phone, went through the vicious comments, and asked anxiously, “How did this happen? Haven’t

person to be blamed! She should’ve been the one who got all the spotlight last night!” Willow bit the nail of her thumb so hard that her nail was

That’s why I chose to go public and clarify the matter. Now great, Pearl has actually turned the table

to blame for all this. Had it not been because Maisie had Nolan covering her *ss, would Pearl change

that b*tch wants to rain fire and brimstone onto us, mother-and-daughter, it seems

“What trump card do we have

wants you to take the fall for the incident, then how can we not put up a fight and make

the b*tch who set up the whole thing. If that’s the case, wouldn’t Ms. Santiago

daughter and Ms. Santiago fight each other

In the evening…

floor. Almost all the staff members on the 16th floor had

only to see Maisie lying on the desk asleep with a pen

walked up to her side, took the pen in her hand, put it away, and glanced

only when