Chapter 622
Shelby Hamilton’s smile suddenly disappeared.
People from the next room had their ears perked up.
The makeup artist glanced over here.
Robin Sears froze, intending to stop them, but Robert Foster had already spoken up—
"I know Miles White. I know her character very well, she is straightforward, upright and loyal, and she values integrity with an open mind. She has countless good traits, and she’s not the kind of person who would ddle in soone else’s relationship. Moreover, she has many suitors, one of whom is much, MUCH more outstanding than Edward Turner. She didn’t even say yes to him so you don’t need to worry. There’s really nothing between her and Edward Turner; it’s just the dia making things up."
Shelby Hamilton didn’t say anything, struggling to control her irritation. Her gaze seed to say: Are you teaching how to handle things?
She suddenly turned her head away and said, "You should leave first."
Robert Foster blinked: "Don’t you believe ? What I said is true, there’s no lies."
Robin Sears pulled him: "You should get out of here first."
Robert still felt that he hadn’t said enough, and added: "She’s not the kind of person who would sell herself for money. She’s very rich. She even bought herself a plane. Her financial strength is astonishingly great. She doesn’t need to compromise herself for money. All the rumors you see online are just the ignorant public’s imagination."
He looked at the others, wanting them to hear too.
Upon seeing the news this morning, he was furious.
He imdiately registered several accounts to refute those ignorant people, only to be reported by them.
Even more infuriating!
So, he ca to Shelby Hamilton to explain and ask her to post a statent to clear things up.
As long as she speaks up, this issue will not continue to fernt.
"Ms. Lala, you should make a statent. Don’t you believe in your boyfriend?"
Shelby Hamilton clenched her teeth secretly, her eyes cold and hard.
At this mont, the sound of filming beginning ca from outside, and the others finally began to leave one by one.
Robin Sears took advantage of the situation and whispered in Robert Foster’s ear, "If you want to keep recording, shut your mouth and stop talking nonsense. Get out!"
Robert Foster was surprised.
He looked at the agent in front of him and then at Shelby Hamilton.
A sudden, unbelievable disappointnt began to grow in his heart.
At this mont, Shelby Hamilton and the kind-hearted, brave, and positive person he had seen on the screen before seed to be different...
The recording started quickly. He went out in a gloomy mood, starting the first recording of his life.
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Inside the Capitol Racing Circuit.
Charles Carrington was sitting in the stands, sipping his warm coffee while enjoying the sight of the black race car making turns on the track.
His sunglasses reflected the silhouette of the car body swiftly passing by. He smirked, gloating, and said, "Maurice Willis, which lap is this?"
"The 58th lap."
Charles Carrington laughed and said, "Quick, call the firen to put out his fire. Don’t let him burn my car."
Maurice Willis pursed his lips, wanting to laugh but not daring to, afraid that Alexander Foster inside the track would see him.
Charles Carrington turned his eyes to him and said, "He didn’t co forward to clarify? Given his status, he could just post a photo and shut everyone up. Why did he co here to vent?"
Maurice Willis touched his chin and said, "Mr. Carrington, don’t you know our Mr. Foster? He’s angry."
Charles Carrington put down his coffee: "Exactly because I know him, I find it strange. With his personality, he doesn’t seem like the kind of person who would nurse his wounds alone. Inaction is not his style."
Maurice Willis thought for a mont and said, "Perhaps... it’s because his relationship with Miss Collins is still at an awkward stage and hasn’t been clarified, so he’s not making any rash moves?"
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