Joanne suddenly laughed, a laugh born of frustration.
How long has it been since anyone dared to speak to her this way?
Bella Green, you're really reckless, thinking you can challenge me like this?
"Bella Green, it's just that the netizens said your qualifications aren't as good as mine, and that's why you're so furious to pull such a stunt?"
Listening to Joanne suddenly shift the topic, Bella Green found it laughable.
"Are you trying to divert the blame? Come on, let's talk about you framing me instead."
Looking at the girl who smiled unaffectedly, Joanne's gaze was almost murderous.
Bella Green did slap her just now, and it genuinely hurt. As the person involved, how could she be mistaken?
But indeed, the slap wasn't that painful, it just stung for a moment and then faded.
It wasn't nearly as severe as the sound of the slap had implied.
And at this moment, Joanne also realized she had been played.
