Chapter 411

Poppy glared at her and called out to the security guard at the entrance

of the film and television base, "Sir! Someone spat here. It's so

uncivilized!"

Mrs. Carson's face froze. She spat to express her disdain for Sylvia.

She was trying to express her disdain for Sylvia, but to her surprise,

Poppy pointed at her and shouted.

Her face turned red with shame and anger.

The paparazzi were nearby the film and television base.

If one of them happened to capture this scene, tomorrow's headline

would be, “The rich lady Mrs. Carson spat on the ground, so

disgusting.”

Mrs. Carson regretted spitting!

She wanted to disgust Sylvia, but she ended up getting herself into

trouble.

The security guard heard Poppy's voice and stopped feeling drowsy.

He took the hat on his knees and ran towards Mrs. Carson, "You, how

can you be so uncivilized? Kindergarten children all know not to spit

everywhere. The fine is fifty!"

Mrs. Carson glared at Poppy and then at the security guard, and took

out a hundred dollars bill from her purse, "It's only fifty dollars. It's not

like I can't afford it! No need to give me change!"

The security guard was stubborn. He had seen a lot of stars and

celebrities in the film and television base.

He didn't care about that but sneered, "I'm following the rules and

regulations. I said the fine was 50! Are you looking down on me?

Why?"

He grabbed Mrs. Carson, who was about to leave, and his voice was

very loud, “I'm telling you. I'm not charging you a penny more! I making

a living on my own. I don't need your extra 50 dollars!"

“I'm poor, but I don't eat food handed out in contempt! Understand?"

His loud voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding

paparazzi who were squatting in boredom.

They couldn't help but look over towards the entrance here, and got

excited at once.

What Mrs. Carson feared most had appeared!

Instantly, these paparazzi flocked to her like flies that had smelled the

food.

The cameras kept snapping at her, "It's Mrs. Carson.”

"Can a rich woman look down on ordinary people like this?"

"Everyone is equal. Why are you so condescending?"

"Just because you have some money doesn't mean you're something.

You even spat on the floor. How disgusting!"

"We must report it!"

So ...Mrs. Carson grabbed her bag to cover her face and tried to go

inside the film and television base, but these reporters had no new

news to report in the past two days.

Their original plan was to just write about the movie invested in by

Sylvia being finished to get their everyday tasks completed.

But then!

They got Mrs. Carson's story to report.

All of them were excited.

Mrs. Carson was so angry that she almost cursed, but ... she knew that

the more intense her reaction was, the worse she would be criticized in

the news report.

Poppy pulled Sylvia to stand a short distance away, watching the show

and couldn't help but laugh, "A spit triggered the tragedy.”

Sylvia was amused by her, “You're naughty.”

"She should blame herself for being too disgusting!" Poppy grunted and

got into Sylvia's Land Rover.

She used to envy James for being able to get into Sylvia's car ... and

now she was taking Sylvia's car too.

The feeling and the scenery view were special.

She suddenly disliked her own Porsche.

The airport.

At the airport, people came and left.

The tall, middle-aged man tenderly looked at the slim and tall woman in

front of him, "My dear friend, I'll go back to Aettosa first. Call me if

you're in need."

"Hurry up and go." Sylvia shoved a box into Louis’ arms. The box

looked ordinary and inconspicuous. "Take it. All you like are inside!"

Louis couldn't help but smile gently. Anyone could tell that he was very

happy.

Sylvia was the same as before. She didn't speak sweet words to please

him, but her actual action was very touching.

He hugged the box tightly, "Okay, then I'll see you later.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Sylvia watched his back disappear in the VIP passage, and then she

turned to leave.

The moment she passed by Tammy, Tammy called out to her, "Sylvia."

She raised her eyebrows and stopped to look at Tammy and Skyla from

a short distance.

She was here to see Louis off, but met this disgusting mother and

daughter again.

She was so unlucky.

"Something wrong?"

"Because of you, my mother and I lost face. Don't get cocky. When I go

back to Aettosa and tell my grandmother. She will definitely do us

justice!"

"My grandmother is the earl's wife! Someone you can never meet in

your life!"

"Women of your class will never be on the same level as me. I'm the

real celebrity in the upper class.”

Sylvia looked at Tammy's insane look and felt that Tammy was mentally

sick.

She interrupted Tammy, “Are you done?"

Tammy was stunned, "Yes ..."

“Then shut up and listen carefully. I am not interested in you or your

grandmother. Why should I see your grandmother? I won't even if she

invites me!" Sylvia said.

Straightening her back, she turned to leave.

Neither of them expect that what Sylvia said would actually become the

reality. Someday in the future, the earl's wife tried to invited Sylvia

again and again, but Sylvia just said no to her invitations.

“Let's go, don't pay any attention to her. She said she was not

interested, but she might be envious of us within herself." Skyla pulled

Tammy, "What you just said was quite pleasant to the ear."

"Mom ..." Tammy rarely got compliments from her mother and couldn't

help but feel a little excited.

"Well, let's go."

They pulled out their tickets and got ready to board the plane.

Soon they were on the plane.

Clare didn't treat them badly and bought first class tickets for them.

When the two of them stepped on the plane and saw Louis in the

window seat not far away, their eyes lit up at the same time.

Especially Skyla.

It was said that Louis was a middle-aged wealthy man and had never

been married. If ... she could hook up with him, then she would be the

wife of the president of the Piano Association.

Thinking of this, Skyla gently and shyly dropped her handkerchief to

Louis's feet.