What effect could it have on me?
Things like this just sounded slightly worse when they were rumors being spread outside.
Theo and I were the ones who had the clearest idea about our relationship.
This method of Delia’s was just annoying.
I thought these reporters would give it a rest after some time and did not expect them to still be waiting around at the doors of the company when I was getting off work.
The moment I reached the door, these reporters swarmed me again.
I looked at these eager reporters who just could not wait to shove their microphones in front of me.
“You have my apologies, everyone. I already said earlier that I’m not accepting interviews. Since this matter between me and Theo is a personal one, I hope you’ll all cease your speculations.”
In this kind of situation, saying anything more would only cause more trouble.
I did not want my words to be publicized widely out of context.
How could these reporters be satisfied with my unremarkable reply?
“President Lane, does your avoidance imply that everything is true?”
“Could it be that your relationship with President Theo has already crumbled?”
Seeing how the reporters were crowding me around like crazy, Shannon abruptly grabbed me and separated me from them.
“President Lane has already stated that she would not be accepting interviews. Did you not hear her?” She immediately led me through the crowd, and we left this troublesome place.
I breathed a sigh of relief and instantly noted Shannon wearing an expression of worry in front of me. She was looking at me with worried eyes.
“You shouldn’t overthink. Theo definitely won’t let those reporters remain so arrogant.” Shannon did not seem to be able to think of any more words of comfort, so she just patted me on the shoulder lightly.
“I know.”
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