The press conference ended in haste.

As the crowd dwindled, Ariana made her way backstage and witnessed the mess that was in the aftermath.

Brielle had already run in there, avoiding the cameras. She was still in shock. The sulfuric acid had splashed on the back of her hand and burnt a bit of her skin. She was crying and cursing about what had happened but made no mention of the fact that she pulled her assistant in harm's way to protect herself from the acid.

When she saw Ariana enter, Brielle's sobs subsided for a moment as she glared daggers at Ariana. She snapped, “What are you looking at? Are you happy to see me in trouble? Are you satisfied?"

Ariana was careful not to say anything in reply or show any emotion, But this only seemed to anger Brielle even more. She was paranoid that Ariana was gloating at her misfortune, laughing at her.

Brielle was full of loathing. She was supposed to be celebrated and praised today. She couldn't understand why things turned out like this.

Ariana quietly listened to Brielle's baseless scolding, but she sneered in her heart. Without saying a word, Ariana calmly took her bag and left.

When she went out, she bumped into Jasper, who seemed to be rushing over, But Ariana didn't even raise her head, as if she didn't see him at all. She passed by him silently and exited the building.

Jasper was furious, so he wasn't in the mood to stop Ariana. He burst into the backstage area and stomped over to Brielle.

When Brielle saw Jasper, she felt even more aggrieved and complained, "Jasper, you're finally here! You have no idea how scared I was! Someone tried to pour sulfuric acid on my face!"

Tears fell from Brielle's eyes as she wailed. Her crying face was somewhat pitiful. Any man's heart would soften if they saw it.

Brielle stood and took Jasper's hand tenderly. She was about to act cute and complain to him again when he suddenly shook off her hand and slapped her straight across the face.

Brielle froze, dumbfounded by the slap.

Brielle held her slapped cheek and looked at Jasper with tears in her eyes.

“You slapped me?"

She completely lost it the next second. She pounced on him and rained down slaps on him like crazy.

“I'm going to kill you today. How dare you slap me? Have you lost your mind?"

“That's enough! You know what you did." Jasper grabbed her wrists, glaring at her. His previously swollen eyes were almost healed, except for the slight bloody bruises around them.

For this reason, he looked like the devil himself when he stared at anyone in the past few days.

Even Brielle—a stubborn and careless woman, couldn't help but shiver at the sight of his fierce look. She swallowed hard and feigned obliviousness.