Chapter 330: Why 8 Chapter 330: Why 8 Mia Garcia saw her mother faint and hurriedly pinched her philtrum. Thankfully, she woke up right away.
However, an even more tragic event was yet to co.
Since the affiliated joint cards belonged to Terry Garcia, Mia received a text ssage from the bank soon after Clara Brown did. The debt was even higher, over 1.49 million.
At this point, Clara was completely unconscious, and the philtrum pinch didn’t work to wake her up.
Mia had to call an ambulance and send her directly to the ergency room.
While Mia was waiting outside, she noticed a familiar figure approaching.
Indeed, she would recognize that figure even if it turned to ashes because it was Alia Wilson. Even though Alia was deliberately wearing a hat, her figure was recognized by Mia at a glance.
Of course, Mia didn’t want to et her most hated rival at this ti. Instinctively, she turned her body sideways and slightly pulled up her collar.
Unfortunately, Alia still noticed her.
Alia’s familiarity and disgust with Mia were no different than Mia’s for her.
“Oh, what a coincidence to et you here!” Alia consciously approached her.
Mia knew she couldn’t avoid her, so she just turned around but didn’t say anything.
“It seems that the self-proclaid highborn Miss Garcia has suffered quite a few setbacks recently. She doesn’t even dare to speak. No wonder, if I were you, I probably wouldn’t even dare to show my face.” If it were anyone else, she wouldn’t put them down, but Mia was her target, and she wanted to trample her for three days and nights if possible.
“Who got sick to end up at the hospital? Could it be your mom who’s into stealing other people’s husbands?” Alia murmured to herself, “If it really is, then God is truly watching. Karma, this is karma!”
“Alia Wilson, what are you so proud of? Don’t think you’re so great. Everything you have now is what I once couldn’t care less about.” Mia said begrudgingly, even though she’s in a desperate situation, she still wanted to be a proud peacock.
However, not everyone can be a desolate peacock, at least Mia wasn’t that kind of person.
“As the saying goes, the one who laughs last is the real winner, and you’ve already lost before you even started,” Alia said regretfully. “Ah, what a pity. I was hoping to compete with you in the Entertainnt Circle a few more tis. I didn’t expect you to fall so quickly. It’s going to be difficult for you to make a coback in this lifeti.”
“Oh, by the way, there is still a chance for you to make a coback. For example, go accompany so dinners, eat a few als. You should know that those landlords really like the ‘Desolate Lady’ type.” Alia deliberately emphasized the words ‘Desolate Lady’ and ‘landlord.'”
It was obvious that if she wanted to get back into acting, she would have to accompany clients, sleep with them…
“Alia Wilson, don’t be too proud for too long. When the tide turns, you may fall harder than I did. You’re laughing at today, but I will definitely be laughing at you tomorrow.” Mia would never admit defeat in front of Alia, “Who gets the last laugh is yet to be seen!”
“Really? Well, I’ll be waiting, waiting for you to sleep your way up the ladder!” Alia laughed loudly twice, then said quite seriously, “Oh, what a pity that you’re not pretty enough. I wonder if your appearance is enough to get you up the ladder in this way.”
Mia’s face turned green on the spot. In the past, these words were used by Mia to insult Alia and her sister. Today, they were used by her to ridicule Mia. How could Mia swallow this humiliation!
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