Unsurprisingly, nobody dared to question Ashlyn.

Bright and charming as always, the latter broke the silence with a little chuckle. “Are we talking about Snowstorm? I can assure you she’s no terrifying beast or monster. She’s just a young lady. If you guys want to know her, I’ll get her to show herself.”

One of the male directors looked at Ashlyn thoughtfully. “Mrs. Nolan, are you saying you know Snowstorm well?”

“Yes, I guess you can say that,” Ashlyn replied with a nod.

“That’s Mrs. Nolan for you! Snowstorm is so secretive that it’s almost impossible to catch a glimpse of her!”

“I’ve tried to schedule a meet-up with her several times, but she always turned me down,” a female producer chimed in.

“Yes, yes! Me too!”

Soon, everyone began chattering away and discussing among themselves.

casually took a sip. When she turned around, however,

a tight slap landed on

started to spread, and Naomi could feel her ears buzzing from the

discussing Snowstorm, had gone silent as they

help but watch on

strode over and stared incredulously

it turned out, the woman was none other than the

this?” Ashlyn asked with an angry frown. “Why did you

at Naomi. “She has such a bad personality, so why can’t I hit

you accuse Naomi like that? You better make yourself

take long before an ugly red handprint appeared on her cheek. Worst of all, blood had also

wiped off the blood and stared at Sandra. “Ms. Wagner, what

didn’t abuse her privilege as the heiress of

Sandra’s arrogance instantly took a

rest of the crowd was clearly enjoying the

glued on Naomi’s face, and the reporters, especially,

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