Chapter 32

"You are praising her!" A girl standing next to Barbara walked over and sneered, "she is just a plastic chicken. No matter how beautiful she is, it doesn't matter. When she grows up in a few years, her whole body will collapse. I'm afraid that she doesn't even deserve Alex." "What? You said Isobel's face was plastic surgery?" "Of course, it's said by her sister herself. It can't be false." "Oh my God! That's so shameless..." The scene was a little chaotic. Isobel looked at Mollie coldly and gritted her teeth. "Mollie, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Mollie looked at her complacently. She sighed and shook her head. "My dear granddaughter, if you had listened to me earlier, how could I have done this?" Isobel trembled with anger. "Ask someone to compose a few photos, and then find a hoodlum to testify. Do you think you can confirm the truth? If you didn't do anything, then you didn't do it. You can wronged me five years ago because I was too young to fi