Norris Moore slid her phone screen, locked it, and then looked up at Angela Banks.
The woman's short hair was messy, and she looked somewhat embarrassed. She probably hadn't slept for a long time, with dark circles under her eyes and still wearing the same clothes she wore when she came yesterday.
She smiled faintly and asked indifferently, "Now, in what capacity are you questioning me?"
"...What do you mean?"
"Angela Banks, you're so angry. Are you secretly in love with Sherry White?" she smiled playfully, "Don't be shy, it's quite common in the entertainment industry. And Sherry White is indeed good-looking, so it's possible for you, a woman, to be attracted to her."
"Norris Moore!" Angela Banks seemed to be furious and almost crazy.
