The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 63

I watched in horror as the female fan, who had been hiding in bed for the longest time, suddenly climbed onto the window. She sat at the open window with one leg already hanging out, swaying dangerously.

Fredrica was completely petrified and forgot to react.

John, on the other hand, quickly rushed to the window.

But every time he tried to reach her, she would lean further out, creating a life-threatening situation!

"John, come back," I said, trying to calm my own emotions as I spoke to him.

John looked at the female fan anxiously.

I shook my head at him.

With him around, the female fan would only get more agitated.

John reluctantly stepped back.

I walked to a spot about two meters away from the female fan. "What's going on? Why did it suddenly come to this?" I asked.

The female fan's sobbing didn't stop. "I know now that, because of me, John may never be able to do live broadcasts again. I am guilty and don't deserve to live."

"This has nothing to do with you. Come down," I said.

The female fan shook her head repeatedly. "Stop comforting me. It's because of me that this happened."

On the other side, Fredrica looked at the female fan being so stubborn and couldn't help but scold her, "Do you think that dying will solve everything? If you die, John will have even more troubles. How can you do this to him?"

"Hu, hu, hu." Fredrica's scolding only made the female fan even more at a loss, and she cried even harder.

Her body was trembling, and a gust of wind could easily blow her away.

I had a terrible headache.

"Think it through. We're on the tenth floor. If you fall from here, your skull will burst open and shatter into many pieces. There won't be any face left; it will all be covered in blood. By then, they'll be sending you to the morgue with your brain matter mixed in. Your own mother won't even recognize you," I said sharply.

The female fan's swaying body froze in place upon hearing these words.

Her hand instinctively went to touch her face.

After all, she was a delicate and beautiful young lady. How could she bear such a gruesome death?

Seizing the opportunity while she was stunned, I rushed forward and held her waist tightly, pulling her back.

With the help of Fredrica and John, we managed to bring the female fan to a safe place.

After comforting the female fan for a while, she was led away under Fredrica's arrangement, rubbing her red and teary eyes.

In the room, only the three of us were left.

John rubbed his hair in frustration.

He had just taken a shower and came out to find a female fan in the room.

And to make matters worse, he was caught in the act by Aubrey.

He couldn't describe how frustrated he felt.

I walked over and squeezed his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to handle this, and it won't affect you," I reassured him.

"No need, Sister Navier," John spoke up. "I hate being manipulated the most. Aubrey is trying to pressure you through me; he must be dreaming."

"I happen to be tired of being a live streamer and decided to go back home to inherit the billions of my family's assets, and I'll be much more comfortable!" John's family background was excellent, but he had some conflicts with his family and didn't want to take over the family business. Instead, he thrived in the live streaming industry.

"Don't talk nonsense!" I naturally knew he wasn't telling the truth.

"Don't forget, my company relies on you to carry the main weight. If you leave, am I supposed to drink the NorthSpencer wind?"

For someone to achieve John's level in live streaming and product sales, it was far more profitable than inheriting the family fortune.

A good live streamer can easily surpass the total offline sales of a certain industry in the entire city within minutes.

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of Aubrey. Just focus on your live stream and stop overthinking," I assured John.

Upon hearing that I had dealt with Aubrey, John still looked worried. "Sister Navier, you didn't agree to any unfair terms with him, did you?"

"No, I didn't," I replied.

John wanted to ask more, but I had someone change his room for the night.