Chapter 301: Chapter 301

At this point, she clenched her teeth again, only to cry out in pain anew. Follow current novels on novel⁂fire.net

Anabel Wilton frowned. "Was it... Vera Wave who did it?"

"Who else could it be?"

Irene Spencer felt an indignant urge to grit her teeth, but the movement only worsened her pain, so she quickly gave up.

Everything happened so suddenly. She was completely bewildered and hadn’t expected that her own fans would mistake her for Vera.

"How did she know you were there?"

"She must have sneaked a look at the text message Kris Cooper sent me," Irene Spencer said.

Anabel Wilton frowned at the sight of Irene’s battered face. She scowled deeper. "You were really careless this time. This whole thing has blown up so massively—it’s not going to be easy to fix."

"Do you think I wanted this?" Irene Spencer glared at her unhappily. Her eyes trailed to the dress Anabel Wilton was wearing, and they narrowed. "You bought this dress too?"

"Ah..." Anabel Wilton was taken aback. After a moment, she hurriedly masked her surprise with a laugh. "Well... I... I thought it looked pretty... I wanted to get one too. So, I... I wanted to try on yours, but then the manager called unexpectedly, so I didn’t have time to change."

Plainly put, she had stolen and worn my clothes. This time I caught her, but who knows how many times this might have happened before when I wasn’t aware.

Just thinking about how Anabel Wilton had worn her clothes before she even had a chance infuriated and disgusted her.

A wave of anger welled up in Irene Spencer. She bit her lip and forced the anger down.

This wasn’t the time to fall out with Anabel Wilton. After all, I still need her help right now.

"You look pretty good in it. I don’t like it anyway, so I’ll give it to you!"

Anabel Wilton had initially felt uneasy, thinking Irene was about to lose her temper. She was pleasantly surprised when Irene offered to give her the dress.

This was the latest piece from Lanvin—a dress that cost over forty thousand. Anabel Wilton couldn’t afford such a luxury. So when Irene decided to give it to her, she was genuinely stunned.

"Thank you, Irene. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely find a way to salvage the situation for you."

Irene smiled and nodded, but a cold glint flickered in her eyes.

She’s stealing my clothes now, but who knows, maybe she’ll steal my jewelry in the future... It seems Anabel Wilton can’t be kept around much longer.

There was a knock on the door. The assistants and bodyguards from the studio had all arrived. Anabel instructed the bodyguards to stand guard outside and waved the others in.

"Before daybreak, we must come up with a plan to turn this situation around and give the journalists an explanation."

The staff members had, of course, all seen the news. None of them dared to ask too many questions. They inquired about Irene’s condition and then immediately began their discussion.

"Why don’t... we call the police?" a female assistant finally broke the silence. "Irene is the victim! We have to find those attackers and get justice for her!"

Irene immediately rejected the suggestion. Only Anabel Wilton knows about my scheme against Vera Wave; the studio staff don’t know my true character. The fewer people who know about my feud with Vera, the better. If Kris Cooper found out about Vera’s past controversies, it wouldn’t benefit me in any way. If we call the police, they’ll definitely investigate Kris Cooper. Our relationship has just started to progress; wouldn’t an investigation ruin it completely?

The others didn’t really agree either. After all, if the police got involved, the journalists, not knowing the full truth, would undoubtedly speculate wildly and write all sorts of fabrications.

Good night, my little ones.