Amelia Cobb didn't even think before she slapped the face in front of her.
"You..."
Amelia raised her hand and slapped again.
Ella Kent had been abroad for many years, but she was not unaware of what was happening in the capital. Even if she didn't know, Sophia Cobb would colorfully and exaggeratedly describe to her. As time passed, Ella had formed some stereotypes about Amelia Cobb.
Amelia's slap was straightforward and decisive.
"Who do you think you are?"
Slap———Amelia slapped again.
"Who am I? Why don't you ask around?"
Amelia's icy gaze fell on Ella Kent.
Having been in high status for a long time, she didn't know that life was so rich and varied.
The plots and conspiracies in the Negotiation Institute were all secretive, but the schemes of these wealthy daughters were brazen.
She didn't know whether to say they were fearless or just didn't know any better.
Christopher's deep voice was heard at the entrance of the store.
