Chapter 82

"Good night." Sylvia pressed the hung-up button, not waiting for

Franklin's answer.

The screen went black.

Franklin sat there, unmoved.

He looked around the empty room and murmured, "Good night."

He stared at the dark screen. A trace of gloominess flashed into his

deep-set eyes.

'She is so heartless. How could he hang up so quickly?".

He stared at her and waited for her to finish blowing dry her hair for so

long!

In the Evans's Villa.

Early in the morning.

Tiffany did not sleep all night. Her eyes were red and swollen, with dark

eye circles under them. She looked haggard and pale.

Neve knocked and walked in. As soon as she entered, she saw the

paper towels all over the floor and Tiffany who still curled up in the

corner.

She couldn't help sighing.

She felt distressed for Tiffany because Tiffany was her daughter.

However, Tiffany was too young and disobedient.

"Well, it has happened. It's useless for you to cry. Go to wash up. I will

go with you to apologize to Franklin. Behave yourself well. Got it?"

Neve took her hand and pulled her out of bed.

Tiffany nodded, looking dispirited and frustrated.

"Mom, can you help me deal with Sylvia?"

Tiffany was very thin, but now she looked even thinner as if she could

be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Be my good girl. I will help you to deal with that bitch.” Neve quickly

reassured her, "I know more than Sylvia! I think that's all she can do."

Hearing his mother's words, Tiffany felt better.

After washing up, she put on some makeup and finally looked better.

She followed Neve downstairs.

After sitting in the dining room, she heard her family say with sarcasm,

"Tiffany, I don't mean to blame you. It's just that what you did discredits

our family so much!"

Wearing a dark green dress, Alyssa Booth, Tiffany's auntie, came in.

All the Evans were living in this villa.

Thus, they had come into a lot of conflicts.

They all had their plans.

Neve smiled and looked at Alyssa, "Alyssa, don't be so mean to Tiffany.

Those are all rumors. You know well Tiffany has a good character, don't

you?"

"But the brand has tweeted and mentioned Tiffany!" Alyssa laughed,

gloating.

"What did you say?" Tiffany was in a low mood. Hearing Alyssa's

words, she was more depressed.

"Don't you know it yet?" Alyssa rolled her eyes and looked at Tiffany's

face. She said word for word, "The official Twitter account of LX brand

post a Tweet about you early in the morning, and so did the Flourishing

Age Group."

Tiffany looked pale, her trembling voice saying, "It's impossible..."

"Just watch Twitter by yourself." Alyssa took a sip of milk and said,

"Hey, if the old Evans knows it, his illness may deteriorate. Tiffany, you

really let us down. I think you should not go to the hospital these days."

Tiffany turned a deaf ear to Alyssa's words because she saw the

trending topic and her mind was in a mess.

"LX Official Statement”

"Flourishing Age Group Official Statement"

She tapped the hashtag and then saw LX's tweet, "Given the insult and

abuse of Tiffany Evans to LX, we hearby declare that LX reserves the

right to take legal action, and from now on, LX will not have any

cooperation with Tiffany Evans.”

She hurried to search the official Twitter account of Flourishing Age

Group.

"Given unethical behavior of Tiffany Evans which goes against our

group's positive principle, we hearby declare Flourishing Age Group will

not cooperate with Tiffany Evans in any way."

Flourishing Age Group!

Flourishing Age Group was the agency of all global luxury brands in H

Rovirsa.

Whatever luxury brands wanted to expand the market in H Rovirsa

should work with the Flourishing Age Group.

Flourishing Age Group not only acted as an agency but also owned

many fashion brands that were famous throughout H Rovirsa.

Thus, Flourishing Age Group played was important and influential in H

Rovirsa, even in the world.

Tiffany, as a noble lady, was banned by Flourishing Age Group. It

meant that she offended the whole fashion industry.

She would never have any access to fashion. It also meant that she

could no longer fit into the circle of celebs, because noble ladies usually

gathered together to discuss new bags, clothing in vogue, and

customized skin care products.

But then again, why was Flourishing Age Group involved?

Isaac Carr, the president of Flourishing Age Group, was a big shot who

lived abroad for many years.

If he lived in H Rovirsa, he would be the super-rich man that many

women craved.

What was the relationship between Sylvia and Flourishing Age Group?

Tiffany was dumbstruck.

LX banned her; it wasn't a big deal. She wouldn't go to LX Shoppe

anymore, but she still had a lot of other choices.

However, so many famous luxury brands banned her from buying their

clothing.

Did she have to wear old clothes to attend important occasions in the

future?

She couldn't imagine how others would look at her

"Ah!"

Tiffany was so angry that she threw her cell phone out and cried

bitterly.

“I can't stand it! I can't stand it! Why? Why even Flourishing Age Group

helped Sylvia, that bitch!"

Her face was distorted because of anger.

Alyssa was shocked. "Tiffany, don't go crazy! You scared me."

After drinking milk and eating sandwiches in a hurry, she left.

She was laughing at Tiffany inside while walking.

Tiffany was spoiled without understanding more.

“What a spoiled girl. It's fine that she throws a tantrum at home, but she

even makes a scene in public.’

Neve gritted her teeth, picked up the phone and then said, “I will pay to

remove trending topic and mitigate its influence right now. Don't worry.

We can go abroad to buy clothes. We can afford them. Flourishing Age

Group is just the agency of those brands. It's not like it buys out all of

them.”

“It's just too humiliating!" Tiffany's red and swollen eyes looked like

walnuts.

She looked very funny.

Her makeup was blurred by her tears.

She really wanted to tear Sylvia into pieces!

"All right, stop crying, good girl. I will handle this first. When you get

married to Franklin, no one dares to laugh at you and those brands will

try everything to curry favor with you."

"But..." Tiffany wanted to say something, but Neve interrupted her, "No

buts. I will help you. *

The heated debate continued on Twitter.

Everyone laughed at Tiffany.

Some noble ladies who were once bullied by Tiffany took this

opportunity to expose Tiffany's bad deeds.

When she was at school, she secretly spat in her classmates’ cups.

She stole clothes from her classmates.

Also, she bullied a girl at campus and forced that girl to transfer to

another school.

Some brands revealed that Tiffany took their garment samples without

returning or paying for them after she borrowed them.

“It's so shocking, isn't it?"

"She has such a bad character. I didn't expect the good reputation of

the old Evans, the great pianist, would be ruined by his granddaughter.”

"She's disgusting.”

“If I had such a classmate, I would strangle her."

"She profits herself at the expense of the brands.”

“It's unlucky for the brands to handle such kind of noble lady."

Sylvia was shocked when she saw the latest news on Twitter.

Why did Flourishing Age Group do that?

Right on cue, her phone rang and she answered the call.

“Isaac, did you have Flourishing Age Group post the tweet?"

Sylvia asked curiously.

Isaac's attractive voice came from the other side, "What will you do in

return?"

“You don't have to do that. She's just a small potato. You flatters her so

much by doing that," Sylvia said calmly.

"Sibbie, what have you been doing for the past four years? Why didn't

you come to me?" Isaac sounded as if implying something, "Why can

Logan be so close to you? Why do you repulse me?"

"Isaac... Are you jealousy of Logan? He is my subordinate and you are

my brother.” Sylvia chuckled. "As the CEO of Flourishing Age Group,

you should be busy handling your business. Why bother to be jealous

of my subordinate?"

When Issac heard Sylvia's chuckle, a glint flashed into Isaac's dark

blue eyes. "Sibbie, when I come back, shall we eat together?"

"Eat together? I dare not. I am afraid of being torn into pieces by your

admirers,” Sylvia muttered.