The next day, Atticus held a small press conference where the two women of the Gellar Family apologized to the public and Chris.
Of course the two of them were unwilling, Sophie was jumping up and down, and Viona was also swearing against it to the death, saying such words as âKiller canât be humiliatedâ.
Atticus was very annoyed, and pointed at the noses of both of them and cursed at them.
In the current situation, the noble heads of the two of them had to bow down, and they couldnât accept it.
âIs your face important, or is our Oriental Group important? If I knew today, I should have used my brain!â
âWe were set up by that Jane!â Sophie was still annoyed at the thought of this, she just wasnât convinced.
âThatâs also because youâre stupid!â Atticus said angrily, âSophie, I only knew that you were willful and reckless before, but I didnât expect you to be so stupid. Things have become like this. Why are you calling and threatening them? Use it as a handle in your hand!â
Atticus scolded Sophie so angry that she was going to explode, but the current situation can only calm down.
Although Viona is reluctant, she knows more about current affairs than Sophie.
On the way to the press conference, she also said to Sophie: âThe manager is just a small person, and now she is showing off her power because her artist has a trend of becoming popular. Such a small role will make her proud first, we want to pinch her Isnât it a matter of minutes to kill this ant?â
Viona has already figured it out, letâs fool around today.
Itâs just an apology, not a piece of meat.
A man can bend and stretch.
Sophie was about to blow up, she wished she could blow up the venue now.
As soon as she arrived at the meeting place, she went to the bathroom and dawdled to touch up her makeup.
While touching up her makeup, she was still cursing.
âThat bitch, donât let her fall into my hands in the future, or I will kick her into the lake and be a companion with that dead ghost!â
She was putting on eyeliner when she suddenly felt someone standing behind her, and she was even more annoyed. With one eye open and the other closed, she scolded: âGo away, I didnât see that I was touching up my makeup, Iâm in a bad mood today.â Well, get out of here!â
After scolding, she continued to draw eyeliner, and inadvertently glanced at the person standing behind her in the mirror.
At first glance, she didnât see it very clearly, and after a quick glance, she was ready to continue scolding.
23 245 However, she seemed to see a familiar face.
So she took a second look.
third eye.
what did she see A picture of the dead ghost that often appeared in her dreams some time ago, drenched in water, who wanted to drag her to lie at the bottom of the lakeâ¦
really sheâ¦
Sophie couldnât breathe.
It was as if someone had grabbed her throat.
Cold sweat broke out in an instant, and it was cold like countless thin water snakes crawling on her body.
âUh, Nanâ¦â She couldnât even utter the word Feng, her voice was stuffed in her throat, and she was snoring.
The person behind him moved closer to her, and she could almost feel the cold aura on him.
Then the face in the mirror smiled at her.
Her face was pale and pale, and even her lips had no color at all.
She smiled very pervasively.
The eyeliner and mascara in Sophieâs hand jingled and fell into the sink.
She didnât dare to look at the person in the mirror anymore, she closed her eyes and moved step by step towards the bathroom door.
Then open the door and run away.
âGhost, help, there is a ghost.â