Aria nodded, "Go get it done."
"Okay, Mrs. Thomson." The doctor on the other end of the phone answered.
After that, the call ended.
Aria put down her phone and rubbed her brow.
Carla looked at her and asked curiously, "What's wrong? I heard that Ayah become real crazy?"
She knew Ayah, the designer who was against Aria during the previous international competition.
Although she hadn't seen her, she had heard Charlene talk about her a lot.
And she also knew that that Ayah, the daughter of Aria's stepmother, hasn't done much bad to plot against Aria and her family.
"That's right." Aria lifted her chin slightly, "She's mentally ill now."
"That's what she deserved." Carla shrugged her shoulders.
Aria gave a smile, "But in my heart, I'm not happy at all."
"Because you're kind, you don't find it a joy to fight violence with violence." Carla said.