“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 car

and hurriedly got into the passenger

Madeline got into the car and

caught a glimpse of a few young and

the parking

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

road, Madeline asked, “Who were those people? Why did they want to find you, and why are they so

that, Hannah lowered her head

justice after seeing my apology and clarification

this, Madeline seemed to gradually understand what was

was playing with her hands.

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

that, Hannah’s

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