“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

you! “ Hannah thanked and hurriedly

into the car

the steering wheel, she caught a glimpse of a

the

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

people?

said that, Hannah lowered her head

the so -called netizens seeking justice after

hearing this, Madeline seemed to gradually understand what was going

she was playing with her hands. She

I deserve this, but I really didn’t expect that there would be so many super fans. They didn’t

said that, Hannah’s

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