Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 604 - 451: Still Waters Run Deep3

"If you get a ssage and have ti to reply, try your best to respond so you don't co off as arrogant and difficult to deal with,"

Madam Andrea advised before she left.

"Got it."

Taylor kissed Madam Andrea on the cheek, picked up the phone, and sat back down to check it, only to find that it was a ssage from Link.

Now, just seeing this jerk's na filled her with anger—if it hadn't been for what he did when she was overly excited and not yet sober, she wouldn't be as troubled as she was now.

But

If there were no Link, there would be no Alexander and Cynthia.

Thinking this, Taylor helplessly curled her lip and turned on her iPhone to take a look.

Link had ssaged asking, "Where are you? Are Alexander and Cynthia okay?"

"What does it have to do with you? Alexander and Cynthia are my children."

After writing that, Taylor reviewed it and then deleted it, rewriting instead: They're fine, you don't need to worry about them.

Sent.

Ding-dong!

She quickly received a reply from Link.

Taylor cocked her lip in satisfaction and opened the ssage.

Link said, "It doesn't seem right to hide the children like this. You are a public figure, constantly watched by paparazzi. Over ti, the children's situation is bound to be exposed, which will have an even greater impact on you."

Moreover, the children will grow up. When they do, and find out that they essentially don't exist, it may affect their ntal health, and they might hate us.

"This isn't good. We should recognize our mistake and correct it as soon as possible while things can still be salvaged. What is your opinion?"

At the ntion of "the children will hate us," Taylor's eyes involuntarily reddened, and she typed out: This is all your fault, it's because of you, you jerk, you're the most despicable man in the world.

"Yes, it's my fault. I now want to correct it. Can you give a chance?"

Link asked.

Taylor angrily wiped away her tears.

She didn't know why, but since having children, she found herself crying easily.

She snorted coldly and sent a ssage: "Do you know sothing? Are those people outside the manor your doing? You jerk, if I don't let you see the children, will you just take them?"

"Kidnapping? When did this happen? Are the children okay?"

Link asked.

"Aren't those people arranged by you?"

"No, I heard in February that you were in an accident, and the kids were gone. I didn't believe it. Afterwards, I had detectives investigate the situation and received a bit of news confirming the children were fine."

Knowing they were safe, I stopped having them followed to avoid disturbing the kids.

Then I ssaged Anne, who was forced to tell that the children were okay and to not worry. Later, when I asked Anne if I could see the children, I was deceived and sent to Switzerland.

"What do you an by kidnapping? Has soone co for Alexander and Cynthia?"

Link asked.

Upon hearing that she had tricked him into going to Switzerland, Taylor couldn't help but wrinkle her nose—it was his stupidity, not her deceit, that was exposed by the glaring loophole in villa number 13.

"No one kidnapped the children. It's just that Michelle, the bodyguard at the manor, said that there have been so strangers around the manor recently, watching closely. The children's nanny was followed when she went out too. I think the children's situation has been exposed."

Taylor said.

"What do you plan to do? Shall we talk in person?"

"No way!"

Taylor erased "No way", replaced it with "It's not convenient", and continued drafting the ssage: "Let's talk like this. I've decided to go public with the existence of Alexander and Cynthia. Anne has already made arrangents."

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"Won't this affect your career?"

Link said.

"I don't care!"

Taylor tapped out the sentence and sent it off.

"Is there anything I can do? Don't worry, although I would also love to personally take care of Alexander and Cynthia, I know they're more important to you. I won't fight you for them, I just hope to help in so way."

Link said.

"Hmph! Aren't you afraid 'big butt' will find out?"

Taylor deleted 'big butt', replaced it with 'your fiancée', then changed it to 'Ivanka' and sent it.

"Actually, Ivanka already knows about this, and she thinks I should do sothing. She also said you're relatively young, and it's hard for one person to manage such a situation alone; it would be better if one more person takes responsibility."

Link said.

"Yeah, Ivanka is really nice, so understanding. Congratulations on finding yourself a good woman."

After writing it, he intended to delete and change it to 'I don't need your help,' but his ring finger accidentally hit send, and the ssage was sent successfully.

Taylor slapped his forehead and fringes, then imdiately clicked to block Link's account, not wanting to hear any more of his prattle.

But after a few minutes, the phone rang with a 'ding-a-ling'.

Taylor picked up the phone and saw it was Ivanka's number, blinking her blue eyes,

"What do you want?"

"Taylor, I think we need to talk,"

ca Ivanka's seductive yet stern voice from the phone.

Although it wasn't the first ti he'd heard it, each ti, Taylor was still astonished by how a woman could blend a seductive voice with a serious tone.

Such a voice could allure not only n like Link, but even a woman like herself.

"Talk about what? You took Link and now you want to take my kids? I'm telling you, it's impossible!"

Taylor said with a voice no weaker than Ivanka's.

A light chuckle ca from the phone, "The kids, I can have them, three, four, five, I don't need to take yours. Taylor, we're not enemies, we never have been, because we both love Link, we should be friends."

"I don't love him!"

Taylor said.

"Regardless, you must admit one thing.

If you're planning to acknowledge the existence of the two children publicly, you will face a lot of pressure and difficulties in the coming ti.

If you want your career to be unaffected and the kids' growth to be undisturbed by the outside world, at this ti it would be best to have more allies.

Link and I are natural allies for you and the kids. Let's talk together, find a way to deal with this matter, make things simpler, and minimize the impact on the kids. What do you think?"

Ivanka said slowly.

"What's your angle? As far as I know, you're not the kind to dish out kindness without reason. Everything you do is calculated; what do you hope to gain from this?"

Taylor asked coolly.

Ivanka sighed leisurely over the phone,

"Taylor, how about we discuss this in person? The phone is actually the biggest barrier to effective communication between us. So things are clearer when said face to face, and you'll understand better too. We don't need to doubt each other across miles."

"Fine!"

Taylor agreed, followed by receiving an address from Ivanka: a high-end coffee shop located near Rodeo Drive, which she had visited a few tis.

Taylor thought for a mont, then texted to say, don't bring Link, I get annoyed just seeing him.

Ivanka replied 'OK, he's bothering too'.

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