Alisha was locked up overnight, pimply and in a state of disarray.
She wrapped her coat tightly and was helped by Nancy to walk outside.
When she saw Miller surrounded by reporters, she hurriedly hung her head down.
"Daughter, there are reporters around, let's get out of here."
She knows she's embarrassed and doesn't want to be targeted by reporters.
Nancy, also afraid of being ugly, helped Alisha sneak to the side.
Miller, surrounded by reporters, but with a sharp eye, spotted Alisha's mother and daughter and shouted in anger.
"Alisha, stop right there!"
Alisha was on her feet and cowered beside Nancy with a look of panic.
Miller covers his chest and strides over to Alisha, looking at her steadily.
Alisha, with a sheepish look on her face, called out periodically, "Miller."
Snap!
Miller gives Alisha a hard slap on the wrist.
Alisha let out an ahhh and was hit with a stumble, almost falling over.
"Mom!"
Nancy was startled and looked at Miller, "Dad, why are you hitting Mom?"
"This harmful bitch, I slapped her lightly, I want to divorce her!"
Miller finished, turned around and walked away.
"Miller, you hit me and want to divorce me? Do you have no conscience? Stop right there and tell me the truth!"
Half of Alisha's face swelled up, and her already wretched appearance became even more wretched.
The reporters watched the scene and surrounded her.
"Mrs. Williams, did you go to the clubhouse and call a male prostitute because Mr. Xia couldn't satisfy you?"
"Mrs. Williams, I don't suppose this is the first time you've ordered a male publicist at a club?"
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