Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 51

Only Emily understood what he meant.

She chuckled, the wine glasses in her hands were all shaking, "Ernest, it's just a joke. Why so serious? I am happier than anyone else that you have a girlfriend."

Ernest also smiled.

At this moment, Anne squeezed Ernest's hand in secret, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Excuse us." Ernest said to Emily first, and then turned away and gently patted on Anne's head. "It'll be horrible if you know it. So you don't need to know. Just be my woman."

With her big eyes blinking, Anne felt a little depressed.

"Be your woman! Am I not being your woman now? Humph, you just won't tell me anything. And I just agreed to be your girlfriend knowing nothing at all! Ernest, you bastard!"

Anne squatted down, not going anywhere. She was furious that her anger was written all over her face.

Even though she was angry, she still looked so cute.

Ernest looked at her like looking at a big rabbit. He couldn't help but want to pinch her face.

"Okay, you want to know that? Fine! But not tonight. We need to wait until tomorrow, okay?"

"Really?"

Anne jumped up immediately. Her expressions changed so fast like a naive child.

Ernest held her in his arms and smiled.

In the distance, a woman who was drinking alone looked at the scene quietly. The wine in her hand was finished, so she asked for another one.

...

The banquet was supposed to go smoothly, but some people at a corner were making a scene.

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"Yes, it's you! You deliberately pissed off Ansley that day. Why did you fight over the dress with her?"

Sarah now figured out the whole story. She didn't expect that she was exposed that day. She wasn't a fan and she naturally would not know the comments on the Internet.

No wonder every time she went to the Randall Group to talk about the project, there were always people looking at her strangely on the way. Now she knew they were indeed gossiping about her.

That woman was a popular celebrity. Wasn't it too mean that she used her fans' power to attack a person?

"I think you may have to figure it out. At that time, Ansley Fisher was interested in the dress that my friend had already said that she would buy it. It was Ansley's insistence that caused some comflicts between the two."

Sarah tried to sort out clear thoughts and explain to them, on the contrary, these people became more reckless.

"Even if Ansley wants to buy it later, shouldn't you give it to her? She is a star. Do you know how much money she makes in a day?"

Sarah only felt that her moral values were going to be destroyed. What were these children who were still going to school think about all day?

If you made more money, you could do whatever you want?

"Yes! If Ansley wins the award for an actress, it might be equal to your savings for a lifetime. Do you know how much she earns for a movie? Two hundred million, that is what you can't earn in your whole life!"

"I really can't make it that much." Sarah had to admit this.

"You disgusting woman, who asked you to come to Ansley's banquet? Get out! You are not welcome here!"

Among the girls, someone had already said that.

"Ansley Fisher, don't do this."

Sarah's eyes narrowed. She sensed danger.

If all these people wanted to target her, she had no power to fight back at all.

What happened to these people? She didn't do anything wrong.

In the dark, Ansley Fisher had secretly motioned at a girl among the six or seven fans. Immediately, the girl threw a piece of cake to Sarah, which directly hit her hemline. The outer layer of the lace was covered with sticky and greasy cream.

"How could you show off with a fake dress. Shame on you!"

"How about stripping off this fake dress? Let's just help Ansley avenge." Ansley Fisher stepped forward deliberately at this time and seemed to beg for mercy for Sarah, "That's enough. Although she was deliberately fighting me over the dress that day. It was actually her friend who did it. As for her, I really don’t want to pick on her. If she wants to wear fakes, just let her be. Even though that would probably ruin this banquet, there's nothing I can do about it."

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She acted like she was really upset as she said that.

"It's okay, Ansley. We can't bear it anymore. This is a banquet specially organized by Mr. Scott for you. How come this woman is invited? Let's throw her out!" One of them suggested.

The rest of the girls were in favor of this idea. Some of them were happy to watch this scene, others whispered, pointing at the dress on Sarah.

"Shut up, you all!"

In the crowd, a man in a white suit came over, He looked fierce, glancing at all the people on the scene. Then his eyes fell on Sarah's hemline, where the cream of the cake remained.

"Who did it?"

The appearance of Bruce Randall made everyone freeze. They all retreated slightly, mumbling something to pass the buck.