155 It's All Her Fault

"Mom, I can't bear this humiliation, I can't!"

Back in the car, Sophia angrily threw off the scarf that had been covering her head. In the rearview mirror, her rough face looked especially ridiculous.

Grace glared at her, "There are still paparazzi outside. Keep your voice down."

Grace had picked Herry from school and then rushed to Sophia. The situation was worse than she had anticipated.

The paparazzi had taken plenty of photos and recorded many videos, so they didn't stop them from leaving.

Grace drove around a few paparazzi who were still chasing them and took a shortcut out of the park.

"Sister, what happened to your face?" Herry asked, wide-eyed in surprise. "Did you smear mud on it?"

Sophia, already furious, yelled, "Shut up."

Herry, with his strong personality, immediately shouted back, "Why are you yelling at me? Even Dad doesn't yell at me like that! Who do you think you are?"

"Alright, alright, both of you, stop fighting. You're siblings."

Grace's face was also not looking