The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 82: Joking Around

Just as the feelings settled, their phones rang frantically, non-stop V-chat calls.

And then they realized this woman was not kind at all; instead, she was completely ruthless.

She said she would send their nude photos to their family group chat, and she really did—using their phones.

Yet their phones were with them the whole ti; Paige Sterling never even touched them.

But the fact was, Paige did manage to control their phones.

This was more than just a female demon; she was practically a nace to society! They couldn’t afford to provoke her!

Dammit! Horace Thorne didn’t ntion that Paige Sterling was this ruthless when he called them in to teach her a lesson!

And Paige certainly didn’t spare Horace Thorne and Penson either.

After facing such malicious tactics, if she showed rcy, she wouldn’t be Paige Sterling.

You need to be as ruthless as cutting flowers when dealing with enemies.

So Paige sent the video and photos of Horace’s affair with his mistress to his wife’s cellphone, and his wife caught him with the mistress shopping for clothes at the mall.

His wife was also ruthless, bringing a group to strip him and the mistress of their clothes and walk off triumphantly, leaving Horace to trend shafully online.

To warn Apex, Paige also exposed many of their dark secrets, causing Apex to have no ti to deal with Penson.

Penson continued to prosper, releasing new high-tech products after their household robot, selling out instantly upon launch.

Everyone in the country knows that Penson’s products never disappoint.

Penson is now gaining international fa, with several tech companies seeing the opportunity and buying Penson’s products to dissect them and try to uncover the core technology.

But ultimately, without exception, they all failed.

Penson’s technology is already ahead of other global tech companies, with core technology impossible for others to replicate.

In this situation, tech companies looking to develop will inevitably have to cooperate with Penson.

So recently, Penson received many olive branches from overseas, and Paige traveled abroad several tis.

While abroad, she could only communicate with Julian Hawthorne via phone, and even over the phone, she could sense Julian’s grievance.

Upon returning ho, she first went to the Hawthorne Group to see Julian.

At the sa ti, a woman arrived at the front desk of the Hawthorne Group, asking to see Julian.

The receptionist was new and didn’t recognize the woman.

The woman rely smiled, saying, "You’ve just joined the company recently; it’s fine not to recognize . I’ve been to the Hawthorne Group often, so I’ll just go up myself."

The receptionist imdiately blocked her, "I’m sorry, Miss, you don’t have an appointnt."

The woman glanced at the receptionist, "Sorry, I never need an appointnt when coming to the Hawthorne Group."

She proceeded to walk forward, but the receptionist continued to block her, "Please give President Hawthorne a call. We can only let you up if he agrees. Please don’t make it hard for us, okay?"

The woman frowned, clearly irritated by the tactless receptionist.

"Do you know my relationship with President Hawthorne?"

The receptionist honestly shook her head, "No idea."

"How dare you block without knowing?"

The receptionist, "...?," Isn’t it because we don’t know that we’re blocking you?

"I’m Helen Hale."

She thought saying her na would make the receptionist understand, but the receptionist still looked puzzled, evidently unfamiliar with the na Helen Hale.

Helen Hale was infuriated, how did this person beco the receptionist at the Hawthorne Group?

Just as Helen was angry, the receptionist suddenly bowed and greeted soone behind her.

"Hello, President Sterling."

Helen turned to look and saw a young woman, feeling she looked familiar but couldn’t recall where she’d seen her.

She asked, "Who is this? Does the company have a President Sterling? Why don’t I know?"

From her tone, one might think she’s a high-ranking mber of the Hawthorne Group.

The receptionist said, "No, she’s from the seventeenth floor..."

Helen didn’t hear the rest of what the receptionist said, as she saw Julian Hawthorne coming out of the elevator and imdiately approached him with a smile.

"Julian, why did you co down personally? The reception did not make it hard for ; I could have just gone up to find you myself..."

But her smile quickly froze on her face.

Because Julian walked past her directly, heading towards soone behind her.

She turned and saw Julian standing in front of President Sterling, his tone seemingly softer than usual, "Why didn’t you send your schedule? I could’ve picked you up from the airport."

"It’s not far, so I ca straight here."

The two turned around, heading to the elevator together.

Then Helen saw the expression on Julian’s face.

It was a kind of warmth she had never seen before—a warmth she had longed for, a warmth that should have been hers.

But now Julian was giving that warmth to another woman.

Helen’s fists clenched tightly.

Could it be, after just a few months abroad, Julian already has another woman by his side?

She mustn’t panic nor rush; this behavior from Julian doesn’t necessarily an anything.

She put on a gracefully composed smile, walked up to them, and said familiarly, "Julian, who is she?"

Julian wrapped his arm around Paige’s waist, "My wife."

Helen’s eyes widened.

Julian wasn’t supposed to tolerate touch—he was supposed to have a cleanliness obsession, one where even brief contact was unacceptable!

She had never had any physical contact with Julian, never even brushed his sleeve, yet now he could hold this woman!

And claim she is his wife!? This mont truly shattered Helen.

Her mind raced, denying the possibility: it couldn’t be, absolutely impossible! Julian must be joking.

"Julian, I’ve just returned to the country, how could you joke like this?"

She cast Julian a coy glance and reached to cling to his arm, thinking that since he could now be in contact with others, he surely wouldn’t resist her.

But Julian clearly dodged her, even frowning slightly.

Helen’s expression beca abruptly awkward, followed by a sense of grievance.

"Julian..."

Julian was expressionless, "Miss Hale, I have business to attend to, please step aside."

Paige’s gaze briefly fell on Helen.

When investigating Apex, she had learned that its chairman had a daughter nad Helen Hale, likely this woman in front of her.

Based on her relationship with Julian, things seed not so simple.

But seeing Julian’s indifferent attitude towards Helen, Paige couldn’t be bothered to delve deeper.

Yet the next day, Helen went to the Hawthorne Group again and encountered Simon Hawthorne, who directly brought her to Julian’s office.

Simon was in a eting, and upon returning to the office, he saw Helen.