Accompanied by those curses, someone from the crowd threw a handful of rotten vegetable leaves, hitting Fiona Grantham's face directly.
One of them hung directly on her sunglasses, ridiculous and laughable.
"Ah!!"
Fiona Grantham screamed, looking at the rotten vegetable leaves that blocked her view, shaking with anger.
Where there's one, there's a second; next, rotten vegetable leaves, foul eggs, tomatoes, were thrown from all directions, all landing on Fiona Grantham.
The bodyguards could only prevent them from breaking through, but couldn't stop those rotten vegetable leaves from being hurled.
Fiona Grantham felt like she was about to go mad.
Looking at the crazed crowd, she wished she could just kill them.
"You're nuts, you're nuts, this is a court, aren't you afraid of getting caught for hitting people here?"
