"Since you've caught me by the tail, there's no need for me to hide anymore!"
With that, Sophie Foster tore off her lifelike human mask, revealing her original arrogant face. Very narcissistically, she said, "How about it? I'm much prettier than Laura Waltson, right? Pretending to be an ugly woman was exhausting for me."
"I don't find you pretty at all! You're just a troublemaker! And soon, your time will be up!"
Tercy Mason looked at this malicious woman who repeatedly framed Ella with hostility!
"Oh, old woman, such a big mouth?" Sophie Foster gave her a casual glance, "With just you?"
"Of course not."
Tercy Mason grinned and turned her gaze to Arthur Lindsey and his daughter, both of whom were presenting identical states at the moment—
Aura of death!
Cold, terrifying!
Anyone looking over could feel that overwhelming pressure filling the air, a chaotic surge!
Sophie Foster backed down immediately.
