Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 149: Mom

Manhattan center TP building, Link Music Office.

Miss Eva stood with her arms crossed, quietly thinking to herself for a mont.

Then she pressed the intercom button on her desk phone and, once the call started, told her assistant to discreetly contact several dia outlets, urging Link to co forward and apologize publicly—the bigger the fuss, the better.

The assistant hesitated, not quite understanding the young mistress’s intention, and asked her if she had misspoken.

She knew about the boss’s relationship with Link—was she now joining those people in pressuring Link? Could this be office politics, with the two of them only pretending to be on good terms while stabbing each other in the back?

Miss Eva didn’t bother to explain further. She instructed her assistant to use the dia to convey the notion that even if Link hadn’t done anything wrong, he still had to step forward and apologize. Without an apology, make it so that he would have no place in Arica.

The assistant felt a chill run down her spine, finding the office politics too frightening. Not daring to ask further, she quickly got in touch with the dia to arrange everything her mistress had assigned.

"Link, let’s see how relaxed you can be now."

With a light smile, Miss Eva put down the phone and stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly observing the hustle and bustle below with a coffee cup in hand.

Wearing a blue satin blouse, a black pencil skirt, and high heels, her beautiful curvaceous silhouette reflected in the glass more wondrous than the distant Empire State Building.

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After Link’s speech was reported by the dia, Oscar-winning black actors Jamie Foxx, Forest Whitaker, and well-known actor Isaiah Washington publicly expressed their disappointnt in Link.

Rappers Puff Daddy, JAY-Z, Mr. Bad Reputation, and Busta Rhys also conveyed through various ans that they thought Link should apologize.

Due to their significant fa and influence, many who originally supported Link were now silenced, leading to a dia and internet outcry demanding Link’s apology.

For a while, Link beca the target of everyone’s scorn.

"Link, I heard you’ve really ssed up."

Selena exclaid as she called. Experience exclusive tales on empire

"You seem quite excited?"

Link said while eating breakfast.

"Not really, just a little. Now that you’ll also be a bad boy, Catherine and Mandy won’t force to study anymore," Selena said cheerfully.

Link shook his head, "How’s the song I wrote for you coming along?"

"It’s a bit challenging. I’m still practicing. I’m planning to release a single in June. Once I release it, I’ll also be a singer, and then you, , and Taylor—we can all perform on stage together. That would be amazing," Selena laughed.

Listening to her carefree laughter, Link’s mood also beca brighter.

Catherine then took the phone and spoke for a while, telling him not to worry too much. What had happened had happened; face it bravely, no matter what decision he makes, they would all support him.

Link assured her he was fine.

After hanging up, he saw Taylor slowly coming down the stairs, wearing glasses, her hair ssy, in a pure cotton T-shirt, jeans, and slippers. With no makeup, her head bowed, she humd a tune and tapped out rhythms with her fingers.

When Link saw her heading outside instead of coming to the dining room, he asked, "Taylor, where are you going?"

Taylor stopped, looked back, then walked into the dining room.

Link handed her a glass of milk, "How’s the songwriting going?"

"Really good, I’ve written two more songs."

Taylor picked up the milk, drank half of it in one gulp, and wiped the milk mustache with her tongue casually.

"Are they songs about criticizing ?"

"You said you didn’t mind."

Taylor shrugged.

Link wiped his brow, having only guessed before, but now it turned out to be true.

"Am I really that bad?"

"Isn’t this the fact? Why use a questioning tone?"

Taylor blinked in confusion.

Link covered his forehead, foreseeing that once these songs were released, he would probably beco the number one scumbag in the industry.

"Darling, we also had so wonderful tis together, didn’t we? Why not write so good things?"

Link pushed the sweet sauce towards her as he spoke.

"Did we? I don’t rember that. I just rember soone who always bullied , no matter how I fought back it was useless. I was like a damsel in distress, fallen into the hands of a demon. Every day, the demon oppressed and humiliated , trying to make submit, but I refused to the death. In the end, my soul transford into an angel and got rid of the demon.

How do you like that for a song?"

Taylor said while eating her sandwich.

"I get it now, wonderful things can’t inspire you to create, but bad things can. To help you in your songwriting, I don’t mind becoming the demon, bullying you every day," Link said, and flicked her forehead with his finger.

Oh~

Taylor, holding her forehead, glared at him annoyed, "Did you actually hit ?"

"Did inspiration strike? Want to flick you again?"

"Bastard, I’m going to fight you."

Taylor grabbed a fork from the table and lunged at him.

Mrs. Mandy hurriedly arrived at the villa, the public opinion outside was raging, and she worried that Link would be nervous and anxious, wanting to co and comfort him.

But as soon as she arrived at the villa door, she heard a burst of giggling and romping from inside.

Stepping into the dining room for a glance, she saw the two of them rolling on the carpet kissing, still playfully frolicking while doing so, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Mrs. Mandy shook her head, realizing her worries were superfluous.

Just as she was leaving, she ran into Mrs. Andrea coming in, asking where Taylor and Link were. She pointed towards the dining room, and after Mrs. Andrea had a look, she too ca out with a speechless expression.

"With the situation this dire, isn’t your company worried at all?"

She asked Mrs. Andrea.

"Worrying is of no use; all we can do now is wait," Mrs. Mandy said, sitting down and pouring so red tea for Mrs. Andrea from a teapot.

"Wait for what?"

"Link hasn’t made a mistake, nor has he broken the law. He shouldn’t face any accusations. What we’re waiting for, of course, is fairness," Mrs. Mandy said with a smile.

Mrs. Andrea shook her head. Although Link had not made any comnts that could be considered racially discriminatory when answering reporters’ questions, drawing parallels between Kanye and other people’s arrogance to the African-Arican President was clearly overblown.

The African-Arican community had just taken pride in sending one of their own to the White House and were naturally unhappy upon hearing his remarks.

Mrs. Andrea did not believe the matter would easily blow over.

"Mom!"

Taylor ca out of the dining room, fixing her clothes and hair.

Mrs. Andrea was scandalized. Taylor had only cohabited with Link for half a month and had already turned into a wild girl. Had she known what would happen, she never would have taken Taylor to Miami for the music festival, where she wouldn’t have t Link and there wouldn’t be so many troubleso matters now.

She glared at Link erging from behind, always feeling that this guy was sowhat superfluous.