Franti Cassia stared at the video in front of her with her eyes wide open. Her legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and could not move. How could the video be recorded? Those idiots!
Wendy Cassia, on the other hand, looked at Franti coldly with a perfect smile on her face. Her voice was as cold as ice, "Why don't you say anything, Miss Kelly? Are you frightened? It shouldn't be!"
Noticing that Franti Cassia's shoulders were slightly trembling, Wendy Cassia reached out her hand and patted her gently. As if she was facing a huge move, Franti Cassia suddenly trembled and stared at Wendy with her big round eyes.
"What do you want?"
At this moment, Franti Cassia was no longer arrogant as before, and her eyes were filled with fear.
"Oh my God! What you said was too serious. How dare I do anything to you famous designer!" Wendy Cassia said with a smile, looking at her innocently.