Capítulo 325: 134: Another Vest, Tinglan·Russell! (Second Update)

After hanging up the phone with Iris White, Sylvia Thompson had a bad feeling in her heart.

She stood up, left the banquet hall, and went to her room to fetch a spare dress for Iris.

Luckily Iris's figure was similar to hers; otherwise, she would have needed to buy another dress.

In the restroom.

Iris was squatting in a cubicle, shaking all over, biting her lower lip tightly, her face filled with humiliation.

She wasn't wearing any clothes.

Her exposed skin was covered in bruises.

Her hairstyle was messed up.

Her lips were a bit swollen, and her makeup was gone.

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell what had happened.

Sylvia carried the dress to the restroom.

All the cubicle doors were closed.

Sylvia asked, "Iris, are you in here?"

Her voice was still gentle and beautiful.

Hearing this, Iris instantly reacted and stood up, pushing open a crack in the cubicle door, "Sylvia..."

The voice was accompanied by a sob.

Sylvia immediately rushed over.