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.

a glass of juice and casually took a sip. When she turned around, however, a cold gust of wind

tight slap landed on her left

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

discussing Snowstorm, had gone silent as they

too, couldn’t help but watch

saw Naomi getting slapped, she strode over

out, the woman was none other than

asked with an angry frown.

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

make yourself clear, Sandra. Otherwise, I won’t

it didn’t take long before an ugly red handprint appeared on her cheek. Worst of all, blood had also begun

off the blood and stared at Sandra. “Ms. Wagner, what have I done to deserve

she calm and collected, but she also didn’t abuse her privilege as the heiress of Nolan Group or put

arrogance instantly took

Greg, the rest of the crowd

and the reporters, especially, couldn’t stop snapping away with their

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