What? Texting and swearing isn’t enough.


    And now she had found their way straight to her doorstep?


    Her good mood vanished in an instant, and her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, the softness in her face disappearing in an instant.


    Jocelyn elerated the car and the red Maserati whistled all the way to the pink Lamborghini.


    Soon after, Be stepped down from inside the Lamborghini.


    She was wearing a mboyant red navel-less bodysuit suit and looked like a proud ck swan.


    She walked straight up to the Maserati and pped the Maserati’s bo fiercely, “Jocelyn, get your ass down here!”


    Jocelyn frowned again and got out of the car straight away to meet Be.


    Be immediately raised her hand, ready to p at Jocelyn’s face.


    Before the p fell, Jocelyn sensitively dodged and then fiercely clutched her wrist, coldly warning, “Be, you don’t want to go too far.”


    “I’m too far? Who’s going too far? Because of you, I suffered a lot at the party today, and came home to be frantically reprimanded by my father.” Be raised her voice, the veins on her neck rippled, and her eyes were full of anger.


    Jocelyn couldn’t help but sneer, “Isn’t it because you caused it by yourself?”


    “I’m dealing with you because you’re obnoxious. Would I bother if you were a little more likable?” Be perked up, with an air of righteousness.


    Looking at her like this, those anger in Jocelyn’s heart that had started to build up at Sara’s birthday party were easily ignited.


    She really didn’t understand how there could be such a psychotic person in this world.


    The next second, Be raised her other hand, ready to p Jocelyn’s face hard.


    Once again, Jocelyn sensitively clutched her other hand before pressing her hard against the bo of her pink Lamborghini.


    In the next second, she clutched Be’s wrist with her left hand and lifted her free right hand straight up, flinging it down towards her face without mercy.


    The p fell with a loud bang.


    The left side of Be’s face was stamped with a fiery red mark, the flesh bulging high like a well-distributed noodle.


    “Ah …” Be screamed, a daze before her eyes, how she did not expect that Jocelyn would actuallye up and p her directly, she struggled, but to no avail.


    There is too much of a disparity in force between them.


    Struggling to no avail, she could only rage impotently, “Jocelyn! How dare you hit me?”


    “What’s wrong with me hitting you?” Jocelyn coldly snorted, “Be, I’m warning you, from now on, behave well, don’t think I’ll still give in to you like before.”


    In the past, she would give in to the arrogant and domineering Be, purely because of Joseph. At that time, she had love for Joseph, so even if Be went too far, she alwaysughed it off.


    But not any more.


    She didn’t love Joseph anymore, so naturally there was no need to spoil his family. She had wanted to give her this p for a long time.


    This period of time has really been too much for her.


    “You … “Be was speechless for a moment.


    Jocelyn didn’t pay any more attention to her and let go of her hand, before turning around and getting into her car, stepping on the elerator sharply and rushing into the vi.


    Be suffered a defeat but was unable to fight back, gritting her teeth in anger.


    She stomped her foot hard, covering her face and shouting viciously, “I won’t let you go!”


    The sound of the sports car, roaring in Jocelyn’s ears, was so loud she didn’t hear what Be had said.


    She could just see Be’s almost twisted and crazy look through the rear view mirror.


    Jocelyn indifferently raised her eyebrow, and then quickly returned to a gentle face, from the phone contacts to find a note was Diana’s number, directly dialed over, softly said, “I need a favor …”


    “What’s the favor?” The woman there asked.


    ……


    Outside the door, Be clenched her fists in anger and cursed Jocelyn for a while before getting straight into the car.


    And then she hit the elerator hard all the way.


    She just drove the car like a rocket.


    There was no ce to vent her anger, so she took it all out on the car.


    Driving to a traffic light intersection, the red light just came on and Be stopped the car straight away.


    At this time, Be’s mobile phone suddenly vibrated.


    She instantly took her phone out of the small bag she was carrying and looked at it.


    The words were like a thousand pound boulder hitting her hard in the eye – “Be Steward Carries a Fake Product to Attract Attention”.


    In a sh, she felt her eyeballs begin to swell as if they were about to burst open.


    And the brain exploded with a buzz!


    The green light came on and the car in front of her started to move forward, while the car behind her started to honk at her repeatedly.


    She drifted back to her senses and moved forward quickly, before finding a spot to pull over and stop the car.


    Immediately afterwards, she took a deep breath and quickly clicked on the news item.Content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    What caught her eyes was a screenshot of a tweet that Hollywood superstar Diana had just posted, which read, ” Jewellery designed by Sunny is my favourite, I really can’t get enough of this butterfly dance, a sincere thank you to Tiffany for being willing to sell me this ne in the first ce for the sake of me being the spokesperson.”


    Below the text, there is a picture of the Butterfly Dance ne, along with a ticket from Tiffany and Sunny’s autograph.


    The ne in the photograph is identical to the one around her neck.


    As Be’s eyes continued to move down the article, it read, “It was revealed that five minutes ago, Hollywood superstar Diana posted Sunny’s hand-designed butterfly dance ne.”


    “A sharp-eyedizen soon noticed that the ne was identical to the one of Be, the daughter of the Steward Group posted this morning …”


    “It is well known that Sunny’s design of this ne is co-branded with Tiffany’s and unique in the world, soizens started discussing whose is the fake …”


    “Finally, Tiffany retweeted Diana’s tweet directly and saying you’re wee, instantly clearing up everyone’s doubts and everyone finally understood that the one Be had high-profile posted was the fake.”


    “Someone even broke the news to the editor anonymously that Be once wore this ne today and made a big ssh by bragging wildly at a luxury party.”


    Each paragraph is like a knife, mercilessly gouging Be’s self-esteem.


    Her hands holding the phone began to tremble wildly, its fiery red nails digging into the screen one by one, wanting to dive right into it.


    “Ah!!!!” She cried out frantically in anger.


    She couldn’t help but start asking in her mind what was going on with all this.


    Why would Diana suddenly tweet today?