Chapter 696 Set a Password
At the same time, Tiana was sitting on a sofa in a boudoir. She had lit a fragrance candle and was currently holding a goblet as she put on a facemask, enjoying the view of the moon.
Now is the time when the paparazzi will catch Elise and Kenneth in bed.
Imagining a panicked Elise, Tiana was delighted as she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.
A phone rang abruptly when the mellow aroma of red wine was still lingering on Tiana’s tongue.
She picked up the phone unhurriedly. As expected, this call was from her friend, who helped her to spread the news of Elise and Kenneth’s rendezvous.
The call must be to thank me for my outstanding contribution to their performance.
“Hello.” Tiana leaned against the sofa and put the phone to her ear. “How’s the situation?”
When she thought she would hear flatteries, she instead listened to a reporter complain, “Tiana, I have been treating you well, right? How can you deceive me like this? It was Alexander who was in the room instead of Kenneth. Alexander has now sent me a legal notice and threatened to bankrupt my company. You are a menace!”
Clack! Beep, beep, beep…
Before Tiana could explain, the reporter hung up the phone. Most likely, he would not speak to her ever again.
Hearing the tone from the cell phone, Tiana was surprised.
Since I’m young, everyone has treated me with respect. How dare this guy yell at me with such an attitude and hang up on me?
Tiana let out a cold snort at that.
Fine, such a mediocre man shouldn’t be friends with someone like me. It’s okay to cut off ties with him.
However, something does not add up.
I clearly saw Kenneth and his staff discussing seeing Elise. I had also investigated that the presidential suite was booked by Kenneth. How could Alexander appear there?
Could it be Kenneth invited Alexander to the room too?
However, Kenneth once publicly proposed to Elise, so he’s Alexander’s love rival. They should be fighting. Why can three of them stay in a room calmly?
Tiana was puzzled and her good mood disappeared. She tore off the mask and threw it into the trash can before returning to her bedroom.
On the other hand, when Elise and Alexander were about to sleep, they received a call from Julius.
“Boss, I heard you have been tailed by paparazzi today. Are you okay?” Julius asked with concern.
“How do you know about it? Oh—I understand now. Those reporters are still publishing the article because they are not afraid of me.” Elise frowned with anger.
“That’s not true.” Julius explained, “I was browsing Twitter and saw at least a dozen papers are publicly apologizing to you. I was afraid something bad happened to you, so I’m calling you.”
“Hmph!” Elise slightly raised the corners of her lips. “They took the hint. I’m alright. You called just in time. Investigate who hired those paparazzi earlier.”
“I know who without needing to investigate.”
“Who?”
“Tiana Hill,” Julius said indignantly. “One of the editors of those papers is her classmate. They even talked on the phone this afternoon. It’s my fault for not listening to their call; otherwise, you won’t be shamed.”
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