So, you treat people like garbage when you think they’re poor, when you think they have no power, no connections.
You felt entitled to assault someone because you judge them by their appearance? Kenneth Hayes, Brandon’s father, rushed forward.
Mr. Harrison, please. I’m sure this is all a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding? My father pulled out his phone.
I watched the video. The whole thing. Your wife called my daughter trash.
Your daughter ripped her dress. and 800,000 people are watching this live right now. Clarissa’s face went from white to gray. “Please,” she whispered.
“I didn’t know who she was.” My father’s expression was ice. And that’s exactly the problem, Mrs. Hayes. You should treat everyone with respect, regardless of who they are.
I stepped forward then, wiping my tears. My voice shook, but I needed to say this. I came here tonight as just Emma, I said, looking at Clarissa, then at Brandon.
Not Emma Harrison, not a billionaire’s daughter, just me. A normal girl who wanted to see if she’d be accepted for who she is as a person, not for her money or status or connections.