"It's been a few days since we last met, Viola, but you're still so arrogant. Everything has to be based on evidence. Since you said I'm lying, show me the evidence!" Anaya didn't back down.
"I'm the evidence!"
A weak and slender voice suddenly sounded from outside the venue.
Then, a bodyguard pushed a wheelchair and walked in.
The woman in the wheelchair had a pale face, and people could tell that she had recovered from a serious illness from her tired face.
Viola timely moved to the side so that everyone present could see who it was.
"Breenda? Aren't you dead? How... What's going on?"
Anaya was on the verge of losing control of the expression on her face.
Originally, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep for a few nights because of the death of Breenda and Viola.
But now, not only did these two bitches not die, they even publicly appeared at the venue to expose Anaya's lie!