"We've received word that you're connected to the Flame Explosion case. Is this true?"
"It's rumored Miss Tian's car was scratched on your orders. Does Miss Meng have an explanation for this?!"
"Did Miss Meng really have plastic surgery?"
"Miss Meng…"
"Meng…"
...
The overlapping voices of the reporters wove together like a net of words, enveloping Irene Spencer until her head began to throb.
Kris Cooper... how did he know so much about her?!
Not wanting to dwell on it, Irene thrust out her hand to push away the microphones in her face.
"Go away! All of you, go away!"
Her voice was sharp and rushed. She was on the brink of hysteria.
"I didn't... Go away..."
"Miss Meng!"
...
Unwilling to let her leave so easily, the reporters surged towards Irene without restraint.
Snapping photos, grabbing at her, pulling her, interrogating her...
Like a madwoman, Irene lifted her bags and swung them harshly at the reporters before her.
