"You know my personality better than anyone. If I really want to dig up some dirt on someone, I can find it on anyone. So while I'm in a good mood, you'd best stay away from me, or else..." Aurelia Shaw's curled lips were sharp enough to make one's heart tremble.
Eleanor Spencer staggered a couple of steps, falling out of the elevator. She pointed at her, her face flushed with anger, unable to speak for a moment.
Aurelia Shaw exchanged a smiling glance with Nancy Carter. The latter stepped out of the elevator, supporting the wobbling Eleanor Spencer carefully by her waist, whispering, "We're outside, don't let the reporters catch any bad news."
Eleanor Spencer pushed her hand away, glaring at her, "I don't need you to take care of me. Every day fearing this and that, forbidding me to do this, not letting me do that. Ha, I really don't know what use you are as my agent!"
"Isabel..." Nancy Carter stepped forward to try to persuade her.
Smack—
