"Goddess Claire is the best! Goddess Claire, you must stay safe and not get bullied!"
"We, the Crowley Army, are your strongest support and will never let anyone slap you again. If anyone dares to, we will definitely pay them back a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
Claire Crowley’s car hadn’t even reached the entrance of the lab yet, but countless fans were already holding signs to cheer for her, their shouts rising one after the other.
Half an hour later, Claire Crowley’s black nanny van slowly drove through the specially opened passage.
She sat inside the car, casually scrolling through her phone, which was filled with insults aid at Ivy Kensington.
Clearly, this ti, her devoted fans wouldn’t spare Ivy Kensington, Ivy Kensington was dood!
Claire Crowley knew full well how strong her fans’ fighting prowess was.
In the past, as soon as any newcor showed signs of popularity in the entertainnt industry, she would leverage her vast number of fans to indulge in cyberbullying, ultimately forcing the other party to completely vanish.
The artist once dubbed the "little Claire Crowley" was made to exit the entertainnt industry and marry early using the sa thod.
Ivy Kensington might also face this fate!
Thinking of this, a faint smile curled Claire Crowley’s lips; she was already impatient to see Ivy Kensington’s downfall, and only then would Master Blackwood cut ties with her completely.
"Claire, don’t get out of the car; fans are crowding outside."
At this mont, the manager advised.
Claire Crowley shook her head, "No, I want to get out, and I want Ivy Kensington to personally co and et !"
Upon learning of this, Ivy Kensington’s pretty eyes darkened slightly.
All of Claire Crowley’s fans were outside, yet she was asked to co out and et her—it’s quite obvious what she intended.
"Sister Ivy, should I let Miss Crowley’s manager know and go et her myself?"
Wayne Ward, aware of the situation outside, said worriedly.
Ivy Kensington smiled at him, "It’s okay, I’ll go."
Claire Crowley was deliberately targeting her; she certainly wouldn’t agree if it were soone else.
Soon, Ivy Kensington walked out.
The fans outside all recognized her, and as soon as she stepped out, they began to curse angrily—
"Ivy Kensington, you shaless thing, how dare you slap my Claire’s little face! Hurry up and apologize to my Claire!"
"Kneel and apologize!"
One after another, all demanding Ivy Kensington apologize to Claire Crowley.
If not for the security guards controlling the scene with barricades, chances are as soon as Ivy Kensington appeared, this group of fans would rush at her and beat her up.
Ivy Kensington remained calm and composed, as if she hadn’t heard anything, and walked towards the nanny van where Claire Crowley had stopped.
Claire Crowley sat inside the car, clearly seeing Ivy Kensington’s calm expression, and couldn’t help but clench her lips in anger.
Ivy Kensington must be putting on an act with that composure!
These fans were really useless, not even one of them ca forward to deal with her...
Thinking of this, "Miss Crowley, co down please."
Ivy Kensington had already walked over, knocked on the window, and asked gently.
The manager said, "Claire, I’ll open the door, and you hide behind ."
If Ivy Kensington slapped her again, Claire Crowley’s face would be completely ruined; yesterday’s slap required five whole bags of ice to reduce the swelling!
Claire Crowley said, "It’s okay, I’ll go first."
She was worried Ivy Kensington wouldn’t make a move on her!
Thinking of this, Claire Crowley opened the car door and smiled at Ivy Kensington.
"Didn’t expect to et again so soon."
After speaking, Claire Crowley extended her hand, but at this very mont...
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