“Mrs. Whitman, help me! “

The person asked Madeline for help. She looked terrified and panicked, and she also looked battered and exhausted.

“What happened? I thought you had returned to St. Piaf. Why are you still in Glendale?“ Madeline asked patiently.

When Hannah was about to answer, there was a sound of overlapping footsteps outside the parking lot, accompanied by the voices of several women talking.

“I saw her running in here just now.“ “Let’s go in and take a look! “

“I’ll teach her a painful lesson later! “

“Mrs. Whitman, help me! “ Hannah quickly asked for help again.

Madeline glanced at the source of the sound and then unlocked the car.

the

and hurriedly got into the passenger

the

she turned the steering wheel, she caught a glimpse of a few young and fashionable

into the parking

sitting in the passenger seat, shrank her neck subconsciously as if she was afraid of being seen by these

asked, “Who were those people? Why did they

Madeline had said that, Hannah lowered her head

so -called netizens seeking justice after

hearing this, Madeline seemed to gradually

she was playing with her

Internet, many people scolded me on the Internet. I know I deserve this, but I really didn’t expect that there would be so many super fans. They didn’t only cyberbully me. Some of them even came to where I stay to

she said that, Hannah’s tears

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