Vanessa Aria was trembling all over in rage.
The years of being a high-born lady meant that she was the star at every gathering, she had never been so humiliated, and at this moment she was almost driven mad with rage.
But she hadn't lost her mind yet, and quickly regained her composure.
"I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong person. I'm not the Romilly Powell you're talking about. My surname is Aria..."
"A coward who has the courage to act but not to admit it, you've even changed your surname. Your ancestors must be furious enough to crawl out of their coffins to reprimand you. To become a mistress, you even changed your surname. You say your surname is Aria, Aria what? I want to know which unfortunate family got targeted by a bitch like you."
Kelly Martinez crossed her arms, lifted her chin slightly; she exuded arrogance and cold glamor.
Her condescending gaze was like the arrival of a queen, instantly subjugating the crowd of people on the opposite side.
