Chapter 167: Counter Sarcasm

Designers' resting room.

Charlotte Thompson was sitting in her designated spot in the resting room, resting with her eyes closed. Not long after, the door was violently kicked open.

"Charlotte Thompson, what is your problem!"

The voice was full of desperation and frustration - it was an indication that Evelyn Curtis was panicking.

Upon hearing the voice, Charlotte lazily lifted her eyelids to give Evelyn a quick glance before closing them again, speaking lightly, "Miss Curtis, what's all this about? We're all resting here."

"Resting? You look high-spirited to me. Know enough to have someone slander me online. Do you really need to rest?"

Evelyn Curtis's voice rose as her chest heaved with anger.

Her eyes blazed with hatred as she glared at Charlotte.

If looks could kill, Charlotte would have been reduced to ashes by now.