"Alright, Clarissa, let Mommy take you to bed first." Arthur Lindsey purposely tried to send them away.
Isabella Lindsey seemed to sense his intention and immediately protested, "There's a guest at our home today, I haven't introduced them to you yet."
This was the future wife of her brother, how could she not introduce properly?
But Dad seemed uninterested, coolly saying, "We all know already, isn't she just a celebrity? We'll discuss this tomorrow morning."
Suddenly.
It seemed like Isabella Lindsey's nerves were tangled again, she began to confront him, her aura intimidating, "Don't look down on people, alright? You think everyone in this world can be like you, Arthur Lindsey, famous everywhere! Besides, Freya Grey happens to be an international award-winning actress; her reputation precedes her!"
Word by word, like bullets, shooting out furiously.
All fired up.
Little Clarissa was so scared, her eyes widened, her limbs barely daring to move.
