Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer) novel Chapter 1571

Many reporters rushed into the studio. Jessica, Molly and Christopher were stunned.

Molly had worked with Jessica for a long time and could react much faster than before. She quickly stood in front of Jessica.

"Help me and call the security. I will take you to dinner afterward," Molly said, forgetting the tiff with Christopher just then.

But Christopher only cared about the dinner. "Alright."

Once he stood up, the reporters became excited and kept taking photos of him.

"It's Mr. Christopher from Universe!"

"Mr. Christopher, why you're here?"

"This is Miss Jessica's studio. Does Mr. Christopher often meet Miss Jessica privately?"

"Mr. Christopher, do you have a close and private relationship with Miss Jessica?"

"Are Mr. Christopher and Miss Jessica dating?"

"Mr. Christopher once said in the public that he has a fiancée. Miss Jessica, are you his lover?"

Christopher was speechless.

The reporter kept questioning him. They were crowded and didn't stop. But they didn't ask the questions out of kindness.

Christopher was immediately surrounded by reporters and couldn't call the security guards.

He got a bit angry.

"Jessica and Mr. Christopher are just friends. Mr. Christopher stopped by here. Please don't be mistaken."

Molly answered the reporters' questions while stopping them from coming forward.

However, the reporters kept asking questions and never intended to stop.

Seeing the reporters were pulled over by Molly and Christopher, Jessica stood up and wanted to leave by the back door.

It was too crowded. Molly was pushed to the ground. At first, Christopher could suppress his anger. Seeing Molly fell on the ground and got trampled, Christopher could no longer calm himself.

Christopher's eyes were cold and filled with anger. He grabbed the wrist of a male reporter who was about to step over Molly. "Didn't you see her on the ground?"

Christopher had calmed himself just now and remained silent.

When the reporters heard his voice, they all turned to look at him. Someone was about to ask him questions.

"Mr. Christopher, are you ..."

"My hand! My hand!"

But the reporter was interrupted by a scream.

It was the male reporter grabbed by Christopher. He was so painful and kept shouting. The other reporters were shocked and didn't dare to make a noise.

Even though the male reporter cried miserably, Christopher did not let him go.