Ella Jackson glanced at her and walked past her, ready to go to the restroom.
"We're all the same, aren't we? How are you any cleaner than me?" Clara Sanders grabbed her wrist and sneered with a cold, vicious smile.
"Let me guess, who are you here with? The new director from the film crew? Or one of the investors?"
"I'm not as disgusting as you!" Ella's fur stood on end when she heard the mocking words, and she shook off Clara's hand vigorously.
Being touched by someone like that made her feel sick!
"Is it Collins Aiden? Are you here with Collins Aiden?" Clara's eyes flashed and she seemed to have thought of something, raising her head to look at her.
Seeing that Ella didn't deny it, her facial expression changed.
"Really, it's Collins Aiden? Are you together?"
"My matters do not need to be explained to you." Although Ella was curious about why Clara would become so emotional when mentioning Collins Aiden's name, she remained calm on the outside.