"Sivan is simply a shrew."
"I didn't know Carl was such a person. He must be blind to like Sivan. What's worse, he helps her bully an artist under his own company. He's a scumbag."
"She is a bitch, and he is a pig. They make a perfect match."
"Fortunately, Jessica's contract is about to expire. She has made so much money for Tip Top Media these years. What did Carl mean by doing it?"
"Sivan, you're the woman I want to slap the most!"
There were more comments.
The more Sivan read, the angrier she became, but the angrier she was, the more she wanted to read.
As she read on, she tightened her grip on the phone, as if she was about to crush it. She gritted her teeth in hatred. If possible, she wished she could teach those who scolded her an unforgettable lesson right away.
Sivan closed the webpage and clicked on the trending hashtag about Jessica and Novia. Immediately she saw their Weibo posts clarifying the screenshots from the reporter. She was so angry that she wanted to smash the phone in her hand.
Jessica was tough and had a temper. How was she able to stand it?
Sivan raised the phone high. Suddenly, she remembered that when Jessica came to the hospital to confront her the other day, she denied that she had attacked Molly.
Thinking of this, she was extremely flustered. Carl must have seen the video. What did he think about her?
Sivan had no time to be angry or smash her phone. She held back her anger and thought
about how to argue with Carl later.
Just then, a voice sounded from outside. She knew Carl came. She hurriedly put the phone back and picked up her chopsticks, pretending to be eating.
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