The vehicle drove onto the wide avenue and disappeared into traffic in the blink of an eye.
Luna Durant stood still, feeling a bit overwhelmed, unable to keep her expression in check.
Since participating in the reality show, she had encountered all sorts of passersby, but this was the first time she was treated with such disrespect, and the situation was so awkward that she didn't know how to alleviate it.
At this moment, a sudden commotion broke out in the crowd of onlookers—
"Whoa! Isn't that Nora Scott in the passenger seat?"
"Who's Nora Scott?"
"That person's not wearing makeup, right? So pretty! No, wait, wearing a leather jacket, so cool!"
"All you looks-obsessed folks, wake up, she just dissed your idol!"
...
More and more voices mentioned the name "Nora Scott."
Luna Durant vaguely felt it was familiar but couldn't immediately remember who it was.
