Noticing Bella Green's unusual gaze, Fiona Grantham, although not turning back, had an inkling of what was going on.
Her eyes shifted slightly, and then she continued in an innocent tone.
"Bella, if you want fame, if you want heat, I can help you, but creating news like this is just too..."
Looking at the woman who seemed to hesitate to speak, Bella Green's eyes grew colder.
At the same time, Mason Bennett also approached, and naturally heard Fiona Grantham's words clearly, his expression turning even gloomier and more somber.
Seeing the man's expression, Bella Green's heart sank as well. She then coldly gazed at Fiona Grantham, confused whether her words were intentional or not.
"Do you also know that such news has a big impact on me?" The young man asked coldly.
Fiona Grantham opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
Looking at the two in front of her, a nameless anger flared up inside Bella Green. She stood up from her small stool and turned to leave.
