When Wrong Target Meets True Love
She grabbed Mya's wrist and took a step forward, her eyes glaring at her.
"Mya, open your eyes wide for me to see. I am Carina, not Tessa, she will allow you to beat me up as you wish, but I won't. In the future, when you see me, you better respect me a little. If you do not believe, just do it and I will show you my attitude."
A sharp gaze was fixed on her face.
Looking at her, Mya felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
This bitch was indeed different from her mother.