Chapter 7: Come to My Room
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"I was just afraid that she would resist or run away, and to make sure everything was going well, I secretly put something in her drink," said Jenny, and she looked so gentle with her watery eyes.
Andrew didn't say a word, and Jenny started to weep. "I was afraid that you would fall in love with her after being with her for such a long time. It was all my fault. At that time, I thought that I loved you so much, and I couldn't live without you," said Jenny.
When Andrew turned his head to look at Jenny, who was so fragile at that moment, he thought of the times when Jenny kept him accompanied when they were kids. Andrew's fierce look gradually softened.
"You should trust me! I said I would break up with her and told a man to wait for her. I have always loved you from the very beginning. You should have trusted me," said Andrew, taking Jenny's hand.
"I trust you! I always do! Although you didn't succeed in your plan, I succeeded. She did end up with another man," said Jenny, wiping her tears.
When it came to this matter, Andrew was so upset.
"She must have seen us being together, and she wanted revenge. That's why she said the horrible words in front of the media to slander you," said Jenny.
"Master Andrew, all negative reports have been deleted. Miss Hurley went to meet someone after she was reported cheating," the assistant next to Andrew came over.
"Who is it?" exclaimed Andrew lowly.
"It's the president of D.K Corporation," said the assistant.
Brian Dinkins was a legendary figure in City A, and everyone knew about him. He was Andrew's strongest rival of all time. Andrew admired Brian's business acumen and skills, but he also hated him for this.
"Why did he want to meet Joanie?" asked Andrew with a startle, and he looked even gloomier, "When did Joanie meet him?"
A look of hatred flashed in Jenny's eyes when she heard that Andrew was still calling her Joanie.
"I haven't found any information yet," said the assistant.
"Have you found where she is?" asked Jenny, and she hated Joan even more.
"Not yet," said the assistant with an embarrassed look, and then he swiped at the screen and showed Andrew, "But she posted some words on her sss yesterday,"
Andrew immediately took the phone and looked at it.
I might be getting married.
Andrew's sinister gaze seemed to penetrate the screen. Joan was going to get married after leaving him for only a couple of days.
Who would marry a woman who had been reported cheating? Could it be that Joan posted this to upset him on purpose?
"Find her! Look into the entire city. We need to find her," roared Andrew with a fuming voice.
"Yes, Master Andrew," said the assistant.
---the Grace Mansion---
Joan, who was restricted from going out, asked the housekeeper to buy her a new phone. She was so bored. After restarting her phone, missed calls and text messages from her friend Gwen Streep flooded in.
Joan called Gwen back, and Gwen started talking while picking up the phone before Joan said anything.
"Joan, why didn't you answer my calls for the whole day? I was so worried about you. I was afraid that you would do something terrible after getting hurt by Andrew," said Gwen.
"Battery died. Come on, Gwen, you are born to be an actress. Your exaggerated imagination is really beyond everyone's reach. But you don't have to worry about me," exclaimed Joan.
"Then what's with your sss? Are you getting married? You're not trying to get revenge and pick a man on the street to get married to, are you? Please don't... There are plenty of good men out there. Don't be impulsive about ruining your life," said Gwen.
"No, just random thoughts. I'll delete it now," answered Joan when she thought of the prenuptial agreement with Brian.
"You did scare me! So, where do you live now? Why don't you move in and live with me? Don't go to your apartment. There are a bunch of reporters waiting to hear about the story of your cheating," said Gwen.
"I know," said Joan, with slightly cold eyes, while thinking that Jenny did all this to her.
"Is everything in the news true? I didn't expect that you would encounter such a big change. Are you okay now?" said Gwen.
"I'm fine. Don't worry!" Joan's throat was sour.
"You'd better stay out of the limelight these days. Tabloid reporters have stretched your story, and I can't even bear to read them," said Gwen.
"Gwen, do you believe me? I didn't expect all of this to happen," said Joan, in a complicated mood about Gwen's words.
"You don't have to explain anything to me! Of course, I believe you! I know you better than myself. Don't worry about it. People would put it all behind after a few days." said Gwen.
---Two days later, 8pm---
Brian slowly shook the red wine in the glass and took a sip gracefully in the Grace Mansion, listening to the housekeeper's routine reports.
"The doctor has done a physical examination on Mrs. Dinkins today. She is in good health, and some nourishment would be just fine for her. The clothes and all objects for Mrs. Dinkins have been settled. It's just that she doesn't seem to like luxurious jewelry or decoration," said Mr. Purcell.
"Okay. How many days left until she ovulates?" asked Brian.
"Tomorrow," replied Mr. Purcell quickly.
Fortunately, when Mr. Purcell was having the ovulation table deduced by the doctor, he paid special attention to the date, and now he was able to answer Mr. Dinkins.
"Has she stayed here for the past three days?" asked Brian.
"Yes, she did. If we don't have what she wants to eat or use, I asked the servants to go out and buy it for her," said Mr. Purcell.
Fair enough. Brian thought, nodding.
"Go tell her to come to my room at 9 o'clock," said Brian, putting down the glass.
"Yes, sir." said Mr. Purcell.
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