"If you want your name to be seen in tomorrow's trending hashtag, I won’t stop you. I’m just a small model, and I'm not afraid to make a scene. Go on if you like." Alessa said with a sly grin.
Charlotte paused, gritting her teeth.
Yes, if any passer-by recorded a video when she hit Alessa, and posted it online, only she would suffer a loss. She was the daughter from the Rowe family, but Alessa? She was nobody now.
What’s more, if things got worse, reporters might dig out Alessa’s identity as Joanne's own daughter, the granddaughter of the chairman of the GTN group. Thus, the Morton family had to admit Alessa’s identity and took her back under the pressure from public opinion.
It was not what Charlotte wanted to see.
She pulled away her hand and gave a snort. "Don't be so smug. Do you
