Febriana's attitude softened instantly upon hearing about the confidentiality agreement and its expensive breach penalties, but she still felt pent up on behalf of Arabella Vanderbilt!
Being scolded so harshly for no reason, with fingers pointed at one's nose and even being threatened with violence, anyone would feel aggrieved.
"But she just accuses people indiscriminately..."
Wella Gray nudged Wella Gray's arm, signaling her not to speak for the moment, but instead looked up, smiled at Mrs. Summer, and said:
"Mrs. Summer, the receptionist just mentioned it, and she's right. You haven't figured anything out, yet you blasted someone—it's indeed a bit inappropriate. That young lady said she's not the mistress, could there be some mistake?"
The onlookers all nodded in agreement, "Yeah, what if she really isn't?"
"She doesn't seem like that kind of person, does she?"
"I think so too; getting the facts straight before settling accounts isn't too late, right?"
