Chapter 74: Chapter 74

Chapter 74 “I was trying to contact you for the current social media lash out, Miss Laura. This is getting out of your hands.

So, I was thinking that we should release a combined statement to clear the haze of misunderstanding.”

Now, I got that Leo was phone stalking me to offer his assistance, he was concerned about. my reputation at stake. Weighing the pros and cons of his offer, I realized that he was indeed the only one I could rely on to clean up the mess without any difficulty.

However, selflessness and Leo didn’t sit well in a single sentence, so I stayed on guard “That’s terrific, Mr. Leo!

Can I know what it will cost me?”

A mix of shock and disbelief darkened Leo’s eyes for a moment. He returned to his aloof self in a jiffy and spoke with a chuckle..

“I must say you are an intelligent businesswoman, Miss Laura.”

Duh!

Obviously?

Otherwise, how could I run different branches of LB cooperation successfully?

Well, Leo didn’t keep me waiting and showed his true colors.

“As I am the only solution to your problems, what about you becoming my girlfriend?

We can announce our relationship today...”

I couldn’t bear to hear more of his nonsense and raised my brow.

“Save your breath, Mr. Leo. I won’t go out with you. Ever!”

Thankfully, the guests arriving at the venue occupied my spare time, freeing me from that love master as he was moving Heaven and Eart to persuade me.

Ugh!

My ruined mood was refreshed by a single glance at Jane’s cute face, she specially came to attend this official event. Mostly, I didn’t allow her to accompany me at work. But it was the weekend, so I couldn’t say no to her.

“Mommy!”

Jane ran towards me, wrapping her small arms around my legs.

“I have brought my friend too. Is it okay, mommy?”

The solemn–looking young boy, Zoe, was Jane’s permanent playtime partner, they were friends and foes at the same time. I caressed my little girl’s head and assured her It’s ok, my dear Jane. You can go and play with Zoe.”

I was happy to host a big event for my company receiving guests with a smile, until an uninvited guest barged into the hall, destroying the classy ambiance of the party.

I cringed to look at the heavily painted face of Melody. Dressed in a skin–tight pink gown, she was like a walking strawberry shake. I cursed myself for considering her my friend. once. Melody was Leo’s guest, so I had to endure her presence; otherwise, my sixth sense. was telling me to kick her ass right away.

In addition to Melody, there was a lot on my plate, so I put on a professional smile during the logo reveal. Leo was on cloud nine to be the center of attraction once again.

“Thank you so much to my fans and supporters. Your love and faith have brought me back. from the valley of death.

Lsincerely appreciate your best wishes.

Whatever!

Although he painted himself as a pitiful man, I endured it for my turn, as I was going to be the person with the last laugh. Leo was swiftly done with the media and friendly question–answer session, announcing the beginning of my tough trial.

I felt my throat tighten as a journalist questione.

“How would you like to explain Mr. Leo’s sickness and your affair’s connection with it, Miss Becker?”

I noticed Leo’s ‘told–you–so‘ gaze and chose to ignore it, this was my time to shine. According to my plan, Brandon played the video of evidence that I gathered with Henry. I spoke confidently.

“(Crazy for ice hockey) is the female fan of Mr. Leo. She took a picture from the internet and wrote that slanderous blog about my love life’s effect on Leo’s health.

I thought that it was just a matter of teenagers playing stunts for attention.

But...

The images on the large screen showed the background and the cell phone record of that girl. I pointed out all the ten voice calls before the blog’s published time.

“You have seen the highlighted phone number. It’s the number of the person who has given fifty thousand dollars to write a five–hundred–word blog.

And all thanks to the kind staff of the cellular company, I was able to find out the location of the caller.”

Then the picture of Leo’s white mansion appeared, draining all the colors from his face. It was difficult to differentiate between his mansion and face’s color.

I let others figure out the truth on their own, hearing the murmurs broken out in the audience. I was also flabbergasted to know that Leo had bribed someone to stir up at controversy about my character. He would stoop so low; I hadn’t thought about it before.

Now, glaring at him, I demanded an explanation for his involvement.

“Is there anything you wish to say, Mr. Leo?”