Tiffany Lynch was seething with rage, her chest heaving dramatically. Pointing at Hannah, she stuttered, "You…"
Hannah curled her lips slightly, extending a hand, "Miss Lynch, do you want me to help you up?"
"I don't need your help!" She hoisted her skirt and struggled to walk towards the shore.
The assistant by her side tried to help a few times but was dismissed with a wave of her hand.
This time, she had truly embarrassed herself in front of everyone.
Her clothes were soiled and her headdress was lopsided. If one didn't know any better, one might think she was a refugee from somewhere, definitely missing the purity and cleanliness of a lotus fairy.
Tiffany Lynch finally managed to reach the shore and immediately spotted Jackie Qualls. She couldn't hold back her emotions, her eyes red and voice quivering, "Jackie…"
She reached out her hand, wishing him to help her up.