The matter had caused a sensation on the Internet. The upper class of Araria City had been discussing it in private.
When the news reached Frances Wood's ear, Frances was so infuriated that she accidentally cut off some flowers.
Seeing this, Martha said in a hurry, "Madam, be careful with your hands!"
Hearing her words, Frances turned to look at her, "The youngest daughter of the Scott family is really cunning. As long as I'm still alive, I won't let her marry into our family!"
Frances Wood was born in a wealthy family, and she had seen a lot of such tricks. Frances had already seen similar tricks like those of Lucia when she was young.
As soon as Filip learned what had happened on the Internet from Austin, the phone on the table rang.
He thought it was the call from Dillon, so he frowned and didn't want to answer it. It was not until he saw the caller ID, which showed that it was a call from the Pearson residence, that he no longer knitted his brows and answered the phone.
Seeing this, Austin left the office wisely.
"Grandma."
Filip answered the phone and took off his delicately framed glasses, revealing a pair of cold eyes.
"Still in the company?"
Frances said calmly as usual, but Filip had already guessed what Frances was going to say, "Yes."
He answered and kicked the chair a little hard to keep the table away from the table. Turing around the chair, he faced the French window, stood up and walked to it.
At six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark outside.
"The news about Starry has spread all over the Internet. Ask someone to suppress it."
Frances knew her grandson very well. If she didn't take the initiative to ask, Filip would just keep playing it cool with her.
Filip didn't agree with Frances. "Grandma, I have divorced her."
If they divorced, they would have nothing to do with each other.
Frances didn't agree with him, "Divorce? Then you won't be friends anymore for the old times' sake?"
"There is no old times' sake."
Hearing Filip's words, Frances was a little angry. "Okay. You intend to end the relationship with her, but I want to help her for old times' sake. Is that okay?"
Filip didn't want to argue with his grandmother. "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Frances paused for a while, "Lucia is not a simple woman. As long as I stay in the Pearson family, I won't let her enter the door of the Pearson family. Think it over, Filip."
"Don't worry. The relationship between Lucia and I is not what you think."
Hearing this, Frances finally felt a bit relieved. Her tone also eased a lot. "That's good. It's late. You can go have dinner."
"Okay."
Filip answered, and he noticed that Frances had already hung up. He sneered, "Well done, Starry."
His face turned gloomy. He picked up his coat and walked out of the office.
When he saw Austin, he frowned and said unhappily, "Ask someone to suppress the news about Starry on the Internet."
Hearing what Filip said, Austin thought he had misheard it. When he realized what Filip meant, he met Filip's sharp eyes. He froze for a moment, "Okay, Mr. Pearson."
Around eight o'clock in the evening, all the so-called "breaking news" about Starry on the Internet disappeared, except the analysis reposted by Edward.
Seeing this, Edward secretly found a familiar media to directly rank the analysis first on the hot search.
At nine o'clock in the evening, there was no relative information about the so-called "cheating" of Starry on the Internet. Instead, "Good Tricks of Lucia" became the most popular topic.
For a moment, the news that Lucia couldn't wait to marry Filip spread quickly in the circle.
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