Although such an incident occurred last night, Isabella Reid didn't seem to care at all. As usual, she continued with her photo shoots and acting, not even whimpering about her injured hand.
However, given her spoiled demeanor, she wouldn't stay calm for long.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before she came to cause trouble for Vivian Morgan.
"Vivian, my hand is injured, and it's because your cat scratched it. Yesterday when I got hurt, you were sleeping in the room, ignoring me. If it was someone else's pet, cat or dog, it's fine if you don't ask."
"Now that it's your cat that scratched me, aren't you going to ask how I am? Aren't you going to discuss the compensation issue with me?"
White scratched Isabella? How could she not know?
She looked at Lana Mercer, "Where is White?"
Lana said honestly, "I haven't seen him since I got up today."
Vivian looked at Isabella and asked, "Can I see your hand?"
