The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 333: Importance

"Ah, I suddenly realized, that girl earlier seed a bit like that female host..."

"Not just that girl, I think the other one in the sports outfit looks kind of like our God Sterling..."

The crowd started discussing, and by the ti they finally confird that it seed to be Paige Sterling, she was already gone.

"God Sterling, thank you so much today. If it weren’t for you, I would have been beaten to death, sob sob..."

Lana Quill exaggeratedly clung to Paige Sterling’s arm, rubbing against her shoulder.

Paige pushed her, but she refused to let go.

Paige looked numb; she didn’t understand why girls nowadays always liked to snuggle up to her, really too shaless.

Lana was happily snuggling when she suddenly felt a chill on her back, as if soone was poking her with ice shards.

She quickly turned her head and t Julian Hawthorne’s icy eyes.

Lana shivered. That guy’s gaze was too terrifying!

Clearly, God Sterling belongs to everyone, not just him alone, yet he monopolizes her and even gives her such a look. Really too much!

But she couldn’t provoke this guy, so in the end, she reluctantly left, "God Sterling, once I heal my heartbreak, I’ll treat you to a al."

Paige’s mouth twitched, and after Lana left, she opened the car door and got in, "Mr. Hawthorne, you scared the girl again."

Julian’s face darkened, "Keep your distance from them."

"They’re just girls."

Julian said, "A bunch of girls who have their eyes on you."

Paige, "..."

Lana held the IOU and was rciless towards her ex-boyfriend, constantly pressing him for debt, acting like a real-life vicious ex-girlfriend.

Therefore, Fiona Dalton and Rose Payne quickly realized that Vincent Yorke wasn’t so rich second-generation heir.

Not only was he not, but he was also a freeloader.

Thus Fiona, who proclaid her true love with Vincent, quickly broke up with him and cried in Rose’s arms.

"Sob sob, I truly loved him. I didn’t care if he was rich or not, but why did he deceive with love? I can’t stand a relationship built on lies..."

Rose didn’t say anything; she thought Fiona did the right thing. Vincent deceived her, and breaking up with him was only right.

But in soone like Paige Sterling’s eyes, she’d probably think Fiona broke up with Vincent just because he had no money.

Fiona is her friend, and Paige looking down on Fiona is essentially looking down on her.

She couldn’t go on like this; she had to strive and let Paige know that she, Rose Payne, was also capable.

She could achieve great things, too, and through her own efforts beco wealthy, so one day she could trample Paige under her feet and show Austin Xavier that she, Rose Payne, was worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Rose was full of confidence in her abilities; she believed she had no lack of talent, only a lack of opportunity.

She was now going to find this opportunity, seize it, and then amaze everyone.

That night, as Julian drove ho from the office, he called Paige.

The warm yellow light inside the car illuminated him as he listened to Paige’s lazy tone, a smile on his face. "Wait for at ho, I’ll be right there."

Just as he ended the call, a silhouette unexpectedly dashed into the middle of the road.

Julian imdiately slamd the brakes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

It was already late at night, a light drizzle falling from the dark sky, the streets almost empty, giving the well-lit road an eerie desolation.

The girl hit by the car had long hair that now lay ssily on the hood.

It seed like she was really hurt; she very slowly lifted her head from the hood, her small face painfully pale.

Yet she bit her lips tightly without uttering a sound, both resilient and stubborn.

Julian’s mouth twitched hard; at that mont, straightforward as he was, he only wanted to drive right over.

However, he couldn’t, killing was illegal, and if his hands got stained with blood, Mrs. Hawthorne would despise him.

So he took out his phone and started making calls.

There’s sothing called a dashcam, and then there’s sothing called the Paige Sterling-invented dashcam.

Do you think blackmail’s that easy?

Rose was lying on the hood, strong and defiant looking at Julian inside the car for a long ti, unaware that Julian had no intention of getting out to check on her, biting her lower lip even tighter.

She shakily got to her feet, her pristine long dress seed to tremble with her fragile body.

She walked to the car window, her trembling body against the car, weakly and helplessly knocking on the window.

"Mr. Hawthorne, Mr. Hawthorne..."

Julian was still on the phone, and Rose thought he was calling an ambulance for her. She steadfastly shouted, "Mr. Hawthorne, I’m really not seriously hurt, you don’t have to call an ambulance for , I just want to et Mr. Hawthorne, could you let in the car please?"

After hanging up the call, Julian leaned back against the seat, closing his eyes to relax.

Outside, Rose wouldn’t give up, knocking hard on the window.

She knew that without showing a bit of skill, a man as capable as Julian would never regard her highly.

She couldn’t give up; she had to work hard to make Julian recognize her value and take her seriously.

Paige was so shaless, stealing her man Austin Xavier. Now she also wanted to catch Julian’s attention, so Paige could taste what it felt like for another woman to capture her man’s gaze.

This was why she picked Julian—it was her declaring war on Paige, and she firmly believed she would succeed.

Yet despite being caught in the drizzle for so long, Julian neither drove away nor let her in, making her anxious.

Her voice was almost hoarse from shouting.

"Mr. Hawthorne, I really have a business proposal to discuss with you, could you open the car door please?"

Julian still didn’t drive away, and soon, Shaun Jones drove over with the traffic police arriving as well.

Julian finally got out of the car, but after getting out, he simply switched to Shaun’s car and drove away.

Leaving Shaun to deal with the blackmail situation.

Watching Julian leave just like that, Rose was a bit in disbelief; Julian didn’t even glance at her.

She looked very upset, repeatedly explaining to the traffic police, "I’m not here to blackmail; I’m genuinely seeking Mr. Hawthorne for a business proposal."

Shaun’s mouth twitched fiercely; is this how you discuss business?

Besides, what qualification does Rose have to talk business with Julian?

Nevertheless, Rose was full of confidence, "Mr. Jones, I know you’re Mr. Hawthorne’s assistant. Since he trusts you so much, I choose to trust you too. This is my proposal, could you pass it on to President Hawthorne for ? I’m sure President Hawthorne will want to et once he sees it."

She had previously tried the sa approach with Austin Xavier, and Austin’s response was to simply drive right over where she stood. Had she not dodged fast, she’d probably have been run over by him.

But she wouldn’t give up, believing soone would eventually have the insight to recognize her potential and value.

Now that Julian was gone, there was still Shaun.

If Shaun was smart, he would definitely see the benefits this proposal could bring to the Hawthorne Group.

However, Shaun didn’t take the proposal, rely looking at Rose with a dumbfounded expression.

This woman, who knows which ntal hospital she escaped from.