"Scarlet..."
Seeing the agent's gloomy face, Cecily Cronin nervously pursed her lips, looking uneasy and timid.
Scarlet Rom raised her hand.
"Slap - "
The crisp sound echoed through the living room.
The palm showed no mercy as it landed on the other's face, the force considerable. A handprint immediately appeared on the pale face.
"Scarlet?!"
Cecily's face ached with pain as she covered her reddened cheek, disbelievingly looking at her cold-faced agent.
"Who told you to post on Twitter at will? Do you know the impact you've caused now?"
Scarlet flipped through her cell phone's Twitter. Her aura grew increasingly dark, her eyes bloodshot, as if she wanted to swallow the person in front of her alive.
Cecily looked at the netizens on Twitter who were furiously scolding her and the scandal at the bottom of Trends. Her face paled.
