Chapter 453: Chapter 453: Do you think I’m joking?
A single stone sparks a thousand ripples.
The sea under the storm reveals a dangerous aura. The tempest churns the waves, the oncoming chill is like an invisible massive hand, trying to drag the desperate people on the shore down into the depths.
Suffocating, bone-chilling cold.
The body is suffused with heat, yet the sweat that runs is cold.
Tiffany Lynch’s face paled for an instant, her perfect smile filled with a trace of gloom.
She had not expected Hannah to dare to ask such a question.
Backstage was in an uproar, the comment section buzzing wildly.
-Has Hannah Winter lost her mind? Isn’t it too much to ask such a question?
-An innocent hand fears no evil specters, Hannah Winter, you’re fearless! I support you!
-This is clearly a smear campaign, we all know these two have always been suspected of having royal connections.
-Hannah Winter seems so impolite, isn’t this question deliberately trying to slander others? Now that she landed a top-tier endorsement deal, she seems most likely to be involved in some shady dealings!
-The more outstanding ones are always the target of envy; Tiffany, walk your flower road, don’t be afraid, we Tiffany’s fans are always here!
The show host, terrified, dropped the cue card. It was only upon hearing the frantic cries from the producer over the earpiece that he came to his senses and swiftly attempted to defuse the tension, "It seems that everyone here...between each other... get along so well, they joke really hard."
-Is the host dumb? Does this look like a joke to you?
-Hannah Winter, royals, get out, you @#￥%...&*
Hannah did not care about the insults in the comments.
She simply looked fixedly at the person opposite her who was in clear turmoil but still trying to hold up, then suddenly a brilliant smile split her face, as if dawn had broken through heavy clouds.
She laughed, "People say whether a joke is a joke depends on whether the person the joke is about finds it funny. So, do you think I’m joking?"
Tiffany Lynch hated this feeling.
She resented being led by someone she loathed.
That person was a fool who was utterly graceless and could only rely on a man. She should be stomping on her.
She would show her, people like them should never see the light of day.
But now, she had to go along with Hannah’s words because this question, no matter how she answered, would only add suspicion to her.
She forced out a smile, "Hannah is always such a tease. Everyone, don’t overthink it, we’ve known each other for a long time and our relationship has always been really good."
She displayed her perfect smile to the camera, flawless, still the untouchable Eldest Miss.
But in a corner unseen by others, Tiffany Lynch almost tore the fabric in her hand to shreds.
She was holding back.
From this moment, she realized Hannah Winter was no longer the meek and weak person she knew.
-So they’re good friends, everyone, don’t overthink it, Tiffany has always been a very good girl.
-What a divine friendship between these two, so envious.
-Both are so beautiful, they’re like sisters.
-Tiffany is so cute, hope everyone supports her!
-Could the bots up front be more blatant?
A deeper amusement shone in Hannah’s eyes, a radiant flash in her rosy lips.
She did not dispute Tiffany Lynch’s words.
Now, Tiffany Lynch reminded her more of the person she most disliked.
Those overbearing eyes.
Even though she was rotten to the core, she still wanted to maintain her perfect persona in front of everyone.
This kind of person, from the day they were born, was held high by those around them. They never felt they could lose to anyone. If someone was to break her perception one day...
