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I woke up and turned on my phone to find it bombarded with countless unfamiliar calls, almost vibrating it to pieces.
I thought to myself, this isn’t good, knowing the real trouble had arrived.
Within two days, my personal and company information was all exposed online, and things got worse.
Early in the morning, as soon as I arrived at the company, I was surrounded tightly by gossip reporters who had been waiting for .
Luckily, Cherry had prepared ahead of ti and brought security to rescue .
It was clearly Sophie who did wrong, but just because she’s terminally ill, netizens overwhelmingly cyber-bullied , attacking not only my person but also besieging the company’s official flagship store, to the point where it couldn’t operate normally.
The public relations departnt took ergency asures, but the effect was not satisfactory.
I was overwheld with stress, called in lawyers to discuss drafting a statent, preparing to safeguard my legal rights from a legal standpoint.
Working tirelessly into the night, I saw that most of the dia reporters waiting downstairs had dispersed, and I got ready to pack up and leave.
Just as I got up from the desk, there was a knock on the door, and when I looked up, it was Adrian Gordon.
I frowned and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Adrian Gordon looked a bit haggard and had lost weight.
Probably exhausted from taking care of Sophie these days, not to ntion the busy affairs of the Gordon Family business, with his health, how could he possibly withstand it?
In the past, I would have felt deeply sorry for him.
But now, I just felt he brought it upon himself.
Adrian Gordon walked in, looking at with deep eyes, his tone gentle: "The company is having issues, I ca to see if I can help..."
I smiled faintly, "Thanks, but no thanks."
"Lily... don’t pretend to be strong, I know you’re having a difficult ti now, just barely holding on." He continued approaching , with a tone that carried pity.
I felt extrely averse inside, not understanding what his sudden overture ant.
I ignored him, picked up the coat behind , grabbed my bag and prepared to leave, "Whether I’m having a hard ti or not, it’s none of your business, just don’t co and disgust ."
As I brushed past him, not intending to reminisce, he suddenly reached out and hugged , "Lily..."
"Adrian Gordon!" I trembled all over, and the strong feeling of repulsion made violently resist as if electrified, "Let go of ! We have nothing to do with each other now, stay away from !"
But instead of letting go, he tightened his grip on even more.
The hairs all over my body stood up, instinctively repelling him.
"Lily... don’t be like this, I know you hate , it’s all my fault..." he buried his face in the nook of my neck, beginning to repent.
I was bewildered, pondering for a mont and then asked, "Is Sophie dead?"
He had said before, that when Sophie dies, he’d get back with —now with his sudden change in deanor, could it be that Sophie is already dead and he’s trying to win back?
"No..." a hoarse voice ca from my neck, he dully said, "Sophie’s condition is temporarily stable, but still very bad."
Not dead?
Then what does he want?
"Lily, the other day I had blood drawn, felt very unwell... lay down for two days to recover, and thought of how many tis you donated blood for , still having to take care of ..."
I understood, my heart trembled, yet I felt it was extrely ironic.
Only now he experienced it himself, did he realize how much I had done for him over the past years!
"And about Sophie being your biological sister, you should have told earlier..." he continued to murmur.
I insisted on pushing him away, stepping back, calmly asking, "If I told you, would you have been on my side?"
He frowned, looked at with hesitation for a mont, then changed his attitude, "Sophie did make mistakes, but she’s already suffering the consequences, do you still want to hold on?"
"..." I had nothing to say, turned and walked to the other side of the desk to leave.
Adrian Gordon chased after , "Lily, I know you can’t forgive right now, but we’ve had a relationship for six years, no one can easily let each other go. The one I love is you, that won’t change no matter what. But Sophie is like a sister to , I’ve always seen her as such, I simply can’t just abandon her now."
He blocked my way, and my temper completely erupted.
"Adrian Gordon, are you mad? I never stopped you from being good to her, what do you an coming to with these inexplicable words? Do you think I haven’t suffered enough because of you all?"
Adrian Gordon grasped my arm again, lowly comforting, "Lily, I know you’re very upset lately, I ca here to help you."
"Help ?" I laughed sardonically, pushed him away, stepped back, "How will you help? By arguing with the keyboard warriors?"
"No," Adrian Gordon shook his head, then sincerely suggested, "Actually, if you just release a statent, saying you were impulsive and spoke recklessly on the wedding day, then go visit Sophie at the hospital, show up with a harmonious family image in front of the dia, those voices attacking you will naturally disappear."
"..." I stared at him, my expression as if seeing a pile of shit.
I could hardly believe these words ca from Adrian Gordon.
But thinking again, after all the vile things he’d done, why would saying sothing so absurd be surprising?
I crossed my arms, stared at him for a while, my brain short-circuited.
Finally, I could only blurt out, "Adrian Gordon, go to hell!"
As I tried to walk past him, he continued to follow, "Lily, I am seriously suggesting. You need to trust my ability to handle problems, acting on impulse will only make you more passive, bowing from ti to ti for peace is the wise choice."
I turned back, squinting at him, "Fine, you livestream yourself eating shit, and I’ll livestream an apology, we’ll do it at the sa ti, how about that?"
Since he insisted on nauseating , I could only repulsively nauseate him back.
Adrian Gordon looked hurt, looked at confusedly, "Lily, I’m helping you solve your problem, can you try to be rational?"
Before I could respond, a voice ca from not far away: "Are you really helping Lily solve her problem or just kicking her while she’s down, taking pleasure in her misfortune?"
The voice belonged to Wennie Lane.
"Why are you here?" I asked curiously.
Wennie Lane said, "I just texted you, and you said you hadn’t left work yet, I was passing by on my way ho, and ca to pick you up. There are still two paparazzi lurking by your parking spot, you can take my car in a mont."
Because my place was exposed, with paparazzi hanging around, I’ve been staying at Wennie’s house these days, not daring to go ho alone.
After responding to , Wennie Lane looked over to Adrian Gordon, sized him up seriously for a mont, her face suddenly suspicious, "President Gordon, you keep saying you treat Sophie like a sister, unable to leave her unattended—do you know how Sophie regards you?"
I was baffled, looked at my best friend, suspecting she had a hidden aning.
Adrian Gordon focused on her confidently, "Everybody knows Sophie likes ."
"Ha!" Wennie Lane laughed slightly, shook her head slowly with a sigh, "Oh dear... you’re pitiful, completely in the dark, still thinking of yourself as so dedicated and great."
Adrian Gordon’s face turned slightly cold, "What do you an?"
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