Under the crowd's gaze, Quanna's lashes fluttered as she lifted her eyes toward Bonnie.
Sensing her gaze, Bonnie looked back.
Unlike the arrogance and chill she'd shown toward Tom Brooks earlier, the stunning woman's eyes now held no trace of hostility. Something flickered in her mind, and she curved her lips into a smile.
That gentle yet sultry beauty smiled at her.
Quanna felt her heartbeat quicken, skipping out of rhythm before she could control it. After a few seconds, she looked away, pressed her lips together, and then said clearly, her voice ringing through the room, "There's no misunderstanding. Mr. Brooks… no, Tom Brooks, has often sent me inappropriate messages, even knocking on my hotel room door late at night. Because of his senior status, I never knew how to handle it. But lately, he's grown bolder, crossing the line again and again despite my rejection… It disgusts me."
Her words sent the entire venue into an uproar.