"Clang."
Having just returned to the dressing room from the press conference, Ruth Dawn smashed a teacup to pieces, her voice thundering with rage, "Kenneth Bauer, what kind of job did you do?"
"Didn't you tell me you had already taken care of those women whose faces were disfigured?"
"Why did they show up at an event like today's, how can you explain this to me?"
Ruth Dawn erupted in fury, causing her secretaries, who accompanied her, to shiver with fear, not daring to utter a single word.
Just now, those dozen or so women came to make a scene, and all the journalists swarmed them, taking many photos and videos.
Seeing the women with their faces ruined, the international partners in attendance shook their heads and left the scene.
