But when she remembered the purpose of her visit today, she held back her hatred and greeted Joanna Lawrence. "Ms. Joanna, can I talk to you?"
Joanna's face was expressionless as she looked at her, "I don't think we have anything to talk about."
Lisha Alcock had never been treated like this by a newcomer.
She wanted to explode on the spot, but she still managed not to let anger get the best of her and remembered why she came here today.
She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and lowered her voice, "Ms. Joanna, I've come to apologize to you. I was wrong before, can you please forgive me? I acted impulsively and did something bad to you, but I regretted it immediately and wanted to apologize."
"Anyway, I hope you can forgive me this time. I know you are magnanimous and kind-hearted, and won't hold a grudge against me. I..." Lisha Alcock, holding back her shame and intense hatred, recited the draft her agent had prepared for her in advance.
She said she knew her mistake.