“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.

in the

thanked and hurriedly got into

Madeline got into the car and stepped on

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

into the parking

seat, shrank her neck subconsciously as if she was afraid of being seen

the car was on the road, Madeline asked, “Who were those people?

that, Hannah lowered her head with

after

to gradually understand

was playing with her hands. She looked

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

that, Hannah’s

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