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Who would have known that the idol praised by fans for her beauty and kind heart could actually be like this in private.
"I'm truly suffering."
"What did you say!"
Hearing her assistant's inadvertent muttering, Tiffany Lynch immediately glared at her with a stern look.
The assistant quickly shook her head, "No... I didn't say anything!"
But Tiffany grabbed a glass bottle from nearby and hurled it over, "Do you also look down on me like they do?"
The glass bottle smashed at the assistant's feet, and the young girl, only in her twenties, burst into tears on the spot.
Tiffany stood up and walked over to her, "I'm asking you, why aren't you speaking!"
The assistant lowered her head, "Tiffany, I really..."
Slap—
Before she could finish her sentence, she was slapped across the face, "Get out!"
The assistant, clutching her face, had just run out of the room when the door behind her slammed shut as if blown by the wind.
