Chapter 150: Chapter 150

Chapter 151 The Interview

Hannah Hartford was a mature and graceful woman in her thirties.

Hannah Hartford was wearing a tight purple dress.

The whole person looked very thin, with uneven curves. The facial lines were well-defined. And her face was pointed, which was the kind of beauty who combines intelligence and aggressiveness at a glance.

Dana Roosevelt sat up straight after watching her show.

"Hello, Miss Hannah Hartford."

Hannah Hartford smiled at her.

But this smile was also her kind of professional smile on TV. It had nothing to do with feelings, and it had nothing to do with being friendly.

Dana Roosevelt also politely smiled back, but her face was really not pretty.

Hannah Hartford carefully looked at the woman in the seat in front of her.

Could that man call to find his own commission?

It seemed so, but?

Hannah Hartford looked at her too pale face, who was obviously nervous. And the curvature of her lips was somewhat contemptuous.

"Miss Dana Roosevelt, don't worry."

"The arrangements have been settled for you. According to the plan, you can basically get what you want."

Of course, Dana Roosevelt knew,

If Walker Herbert hadn't arranged it, she would not have come to the TV station if she was an unknown person.

Hannah Hartford was even more reluctant to get involved with people like her.

She was embarrassed because of the phone call just now.

Recording studio.

Because the whole scene was a live broadcast, there were also many live audiences.

The Mayor's daughter, illegitimate daughter, business landscape ink. Any piece of information could arouse in this hot seat, not to mention the combined social attention.

Dana Roosevelt felt like she was being followed like an All-Star.

"Miss Dana Roosevelt,"

Hannah Hartford talked to her about some of the most daily emotional issues at the beginning. It was originally a variety show, and there were many questions and it was not difficult to answer.

As a student, Dana Roosevelt had nothing to ask.

The theme of today's program was to get closer to the upper class and reveal the life of the mayor's daughter.

The title was very topical. The program had only been aired for a few minutes, and there were hundreds of thousands of viewers with different reactions.

It's impossible for Dana Roosevelt to be nervous. She knew Ann and Zoe Roosevelt were looking at her somewhere in the world.

And her every move, every word, and deed may involve her father in prison.

"As the daughter of the former mayor of Roosevelt, your conditions should have been very superior since childhood, right?"

Hannah Hartford saw it.

It was obvious from the first glance.

Even if she didn't wear the most extravagant clothes, she have never been short of money. She had never suffered a time without no money. So there was a kind of self-confidence that had been developed since her childhood to the present.

This question was very tricky. Dana Roosevelt's red lips pursed a little smile, and her tone was light.

"The former Mayor of Roosevelt had very good material conditions. He had a large home and good food and clothing. It's a pity that I don't know the details."

In short, no matter how good it was, it had nothing to do with her.

"However, since I was young, my dad will not detain me in particular. This is true."

She answered the first question with pitfalls to no avail.

"Miss Dana Roosevelt," Hannah Hartford holds a stack of materials, elegant and intellectual,

"In terms of material and economic things, is your sister Zoe Roosevelt different from you?"

This question was obviously more acute than before.

According to Ann's meaning, she must answer "there is no difference", but according to the facts, and the purpose of Walker Herbert to wash the white Dana Roosevelt, she must be truthful.

Dana Roosevelt secretly clenched her fist in the backlight of the camera,

On the live broadcasts of major websites that she couldn't see, the barrage screens dominate the screen, so that she could barely see Dana Roosevelt's face.

Mr. A: "What the hell is it!"

Mr. B: "I'm so angry, this bastard girl won't start pretending to be pitiful, right!"

Mr. C: "This illegitimate girl is really beautiful. The audacity! this face almost makes my face disgusting."

Dana Roosevelt had a small face, placed on the screen, with distinct facial features and can be recognized at once. She was completely non-aggressive and beautiful. She caressed her hair inadvertently, with a smile on her face.

"This question is relatively private, but I believe that people who know both of us at the same time could easily analyze the situation. If it is not someone I know, I personally think there is no need to explain it."

The second question was again ambiguous.

Dana Roosevelt did not let go of her hand on the sofa, because it was live broadcast, and no expression allowed her to relax at all.

The girl had a feeling that all her strength had been taken away.

Holding on, he swept his eyes towards the stage subconsciously, and saw a few familiar figures.

"Miss Dana, some people say that you were kicked out of the house when you were fifteen, and your father and your mother never gave you any financial support. Is it true?"

Hannah Hartford was a little surprised at Dana Roosevelt now.

After talking for so long, the girl always answered the questions seemingly round, but pointed sharply.

She did not directly mention material inequality, nor did she say that her parents were irresponsible. But her attitude, as well as her expression, both point to that her parents were indeed irresponsible. But the material support for her and Zoe Roosevelt were indeed unequal.

But that's only for the smart people to see.

The public and netizens do not have this ability to distinguish.

So this time she asked very directly, "Are these rumors true?"

Dana Roosevelt smiled when she faced the problem from Hannah Hartford's step by step attack to her.

"I did leave my native family when I was fifteen, but there were other factors in it. I also asked my father to cut off my income. Over the years, he often wanted to make up for me, but I never gave him this opportunity."

"Before you went abroad, did he bear the expenses?"

"He gave me one million, but I donated it to charity, and I have the voucher for donation."

"That's it."

When Hannah Hartford did this, she couldn't help but look at the girl with admiration.

But this was because of Walker Herbert who greet her in advance and teach her to answer like this.

So now, she could be sure that the girl in front of her was definitely not as vulnerable and stupid as she imagined.

Hannah Hartford had been doing this show for several years, and she knew that if the interview was in such a smooth answer, there would never be any progress.

So she immediately changed the content, "Today, we also invited another guest, Zoe Roosevelt! Miss Roosevelt! Welcome her everyone!"

When these words fell, Dana Roosevelt was completely stunned!

Zoe Roosevelt!

Did she actually came today too?

Dana Roosevelt subconsciously looked in the direction of Hannah Hartford's finger in a group of shock.

Sure enough, a woman in a long nude dress walked out of the dense crowd.

Simple and elegant. Her long hair was pulled decently behind the head, not as beautiful as Dana Roosevelt's facial features, but the whole person looked more friendly.

She should know that doing this kind of live broadcast, especially the sympathy card, the first impression left by a woman's appearance and temperament could directly affect the guiding trend of public opinion on the Internet.

"Hannah Hartford, hello."

Zoe Roosevelt was a typical celebrity, she was absolutely polite.

Dana Roosevelt's heart was beating fast, and she was threatened on the phone just now, why was he here now?

Could it be...

When an idea came out, Dana Roosevelt suddenly felt cold!

Could it be that she was tricked by Hannah Hartford?

She was actually not on the side of Dana Roosevelt, but to Zoe Roosevelt?

And she was even more frightened because Walker Herbert himself was not here today.

Dana Roosevelt finally relaxed her hands and clenched them on the sofa again. Could it be that within such a short time, Ann had arranged everything?

Hannah Hartford smiled at Zoe Roosevelt, and her smile was even brighter and warmer than before.

"Miss Roosevelt, hello."

"As a special guest of our show, thank you very much for participating in my show during your busy schedule."

Zoe Roosevelt also smiled, the kind of signature smile of the wealthy and it was too standard, "Miss Hannah Hartford, it is my honor to participate in your show."

The two said without a word, Dana Roosevelt's nervous palms began to sweat.

She subconsciously glanced at the crowd below and saw Howard Clarkson standing quietly in the crowd.

He also wore a black suit, although it was quite different from Walker Herbert's tall and handsome figure.

However, it reminded her of the man who was always strategizing for no reason.

"Miss Roosevelt, you and Miss Dana Roosevelt are both the daughters of the former Mayor Dawn. What is the difference between you and her food and clothing consumption?"

Facing the camera, Zoe Roosevelt smiled naturally.

"To be honest, although my father is in an accident now, in fact, our childhood expenses have been taken care of by my mother. My mother always likes to buy a lot of clothes for us. Dana Roosevelt and I have been in the same age since we were young, and we are of the same size. We share the same wardrobe, go shopping and look for the design we like, and buy one more to bring to our sisters."

Facing Zoe Roosevelt's fake face, Dana Roosevelt couldn't really wait to roll her eyes in front of the camera.

Hannah Hartford, "In other words, you and your sisters since childhood, there is no difference in terms of material things?"

"Yes it is."

"Then excuse me, when Miss Dana Roosevelt was fifteen years old, did something special happened?"

When these words came out, Dana Roosevelt almost knew that she was over.

Hannah Hartford rebelled, she must have been temporarily threatened by Ann, or she had released Walker Herbert's pigeons,

This was the most acute answer for all of her questions today, and the one that could dominate the direction of public opinion.

Whoever had the opportunity to answer, could wash away. But, obviously, she gave this opportunity to Zoe Roosevelt,

Zoe Roosevelt heard this question, deliberately or unintentionally smiled to Dana Roosevelt in a victorious manner.

"This, indeed, something happened. But this event involves the privacy of our family. Dana Roosevelt, can I say it?"

Zoe Roosevelt pretended to ask her a question, but nothing more than trying to prevent Dana Roosevelt from coming to the stage.

"Go ahead."

The girl smiled formulaically, leaning back and slowly leaning against the back of the sofa.

"Great!"

Zoe Roosevelt smiled, with a cold light flashed under her eyes.

"That year, because of a small incident, our sisters had a little conflict,"

"While standing on the stairs and arguing, Dana accidentally bumped me because of her emotions."

"As soon as I couldn't stand firm, I rolled down the stairs. I lost my hands, and since then I missed my artistic dream."

"Actually, I felt very guilty about this incident. Because I believe that Dana Roosevelt didn't mean it, it was just that she was emotionally agitated at the time. But as the elders, our parents were angry and spoke a little bit overwhelmingly, which is a matter of understanding."

"My parents have loved her very much since childhood. But because of this incident, Dana Roosevelt would not accept it for a while. Or she could not face me, and then ran away from home. No matter how my parents and I came to persuaded her. She didn't want to come back."

Zoe Roosevelt said, and tears burst into the corner of her eyes!