Chapter 7 Creepshot

My eyelids fluttered, and I hurriedly made a silent gesture, pulling her out of the hallway in front of the editor-in-chief's office and saying helplessly, "We'll just have to take our chances.

If I really can't make it, I'll find another place to go.

At that time, inside the president's office of the Jonah Group.

A young man dressed as an assistant respectfully reported, "Boss, the newspaper side has followed our side's request, rejected the Harris family's offer to delete the report, and the story about Kerry Harris has regained its hotness, hanging in the conspicuous position of the hot search list.

Not far from the desk, the reserved and elegant man nodded in satisfaction and turned to hand out a document, "This contract to me to find a way to snatch it from the Harris Group."

The assistant stepped forward and took it, "Yes."

Kent Harris narrowed his eyes, "Is there any movement on the Harris family side?"

Assistant: "Pinel Harris is still upset, your father ...... no, it's Kerry Harris' parents who are still upset about the negative impact he brought to the Harris family. According to the investigation, we have learned that Kerry went out early yesterday morning to find Miss Miriam to get back together in order to end the online cheating rumors."

Kent Harris sniffed and scoffed, "A good way indeed, but unfortunately it's not working anymore.

After all, I've already gotten a license with him and become his wife.

Let's see how Kerry can die next!

"By the way, boss, several newspapers have contacted us and expressed their desire to interview you, including three well-known newspapers, see ......"

Before the words came out, the man firmly refused, "All of them refused."

"Yes."

......

In the afternoon, I waited until the Jonah Group side refused to interview the call back, this result was within expectations.

Since the method of sending a formal invitation for an interview didn't work, I could only run to squat near the Jonah Group.

Anyway, this assignment was only to do a report on the president of Jonah Group, even if I couldn't interview him in person, it was still possible to get some real information about him and make a report.

Neris helped me guard the entrances and exits of the Jonah Group's underground parking garages A and B, while I myself guarded the two entrances and exits of C and D, quietly keeping an eye on every luxury car that stopped briefly at the entrance and exit gates.

A cool black Rolls Royce slowly pulled out of Exit D.

In the back seat of the car, Kent Harris accidentally glanced out the window and saw a sneaky figure hiding behind a large tree by the side of the road, and his eyes couldn't help but linger.

The assistant in the driver's seat also noticed the figure.

The car drove gently through the area behind the large tree, and even though there was a distance between them, the assistant still saw the figure clearly and couldn't help but report out loud, "Boss, that person seems to be Ms. Miriam."

The man nodded his head, his eyes flashing with a hint of doubt, "Find a place to park out front and invite her in.

He paused and added, "Do not reveal my true identity."

"Yes."

Meanwhile, I took out my camera and skillfully and quickly snapped a picture of the car, then retreated behind the tree and zoomed in on the picture in the camera to carefully examine it.

I had just taken several photos of vehicles entering and leaving the garage, but by zooming in on the photos I could see that only the driver was in the car, and I couldn't capture any useful information at all, so at that moment I still had nothing to show for it.

At this moment, looking at the camera's blown-up photos of the vehicle, my eyes fixed on the photo of the license plate, looking slightly stunned.

Wait, how does this license plate ...... look a little familiar?

Just as I was trying to remember, a hand suddenly appeared from behind and landed on my shoulder, "Ms. Miriam".

I was taken by surprise, my hand shook with fear, and my camera fell to the ground with a "bang.

Panicked, I looked back and saw a familiar face, it was Kent Harris' assistant.

"So it's you!" I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned down to pick up the camera when a flash of insight hit me.

I remembered that the car I had just photographed was Kent Harris' car!

The night I found out that Carey and Mary were hanging out at the marital home, it was Kent Harris' car that I drove to the scene.

I didn't realize that Kent Harris, who seems to be unpopular in the Harris family and lives in a house that doesn't look like what a young master of a wealthy family should look like, could actually afford to drive such an expensive luxury car.

How did this man's car end up in the Jonah Group's underground garage?

Before my doubts could be explained, the friendly assistant in front of me made an invitation, "Miss Miriam, our car is right in front, the boss would like to ask you to come over.

I came to my senses and nodded briskly, "Okay."

A short time later I was sitting in the back seat of a Rolls Royce.

As soon as I raised my eyes, a handsome face came into view, and those narrow, indifferent eyes met mine and seemed to look into my heart at a glance.

On the night of my wedding day with Kent, those extremely tasty eyes held a hot flame as powerful as my body, enveloping me and forcing me to sink with them.

My little face heated up, hastily waving away the cluttered thoughts in my head, looking as usual and asking, "Mr. Kent, what do you want to see me about?"

The man's eyes narrowed, his eyes probing, "What are you doing sneaking around here?"

"Working, and you? Why are you here?" I asked curiously.

Kent Harris managed without blushing, "Wandering around."

I felt a little ridiculous, he had to be lying, "Shopping around Jonah's group?"

Kent had to add, "Came over to see a friend."

With that, he reached for his camera and teased with a raised eyebrow, "Ms. Miriam, is it your job to hide behind trees and take pictures of me?"

He was under the impression that my job was to be a reporter for one of the newspapers.

I looked at the camera he had taken away, my pupils suddenly shrunk and I quickly snatched it back, unable to hide my nervousness, "Ah! The screen and lens are broken!"

Seemingly thinking of something, I looked at the man beside me again and smiled shyly, "How about we share the cost of repairing it? This is the public property of the newspaper I work for, and you have to pay for it if you break it."

Saying that, I didn't forget to give a reasoned explanation, "Just now, you asked your assistant to invite me, but I was scared by him, causing the camera to fall into this hellish state, so it should be your responsibility to cover half of the cost, is that okay with you?"

Although I have some savings, I can afford to pay for this myself, but at the moment there is a possibility that I will lose my job because of this situation, so it's better to save as much as I can and make the account a little clearer.

Seeing me afraid of his own denial of the appearance, Kent Harris almost angry laugh, bluntly said: "I'll compensate you with a new camera."

Upon hearing this, I showed a happy face and immediately accepted, "Thank you! Then I'm welcome!"

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, the man next to me suddenly leaned in closer, the corner of his lips curling into a playful curve, "It's still necessary to be polite, I don't know how Ms. Miriam intends to express her gratitude? How about the way she did on your wedding night?"

Kent's lightly perfumed scent greeted me as the distance gradually closed, the handsome faces in front of me completely dominating my vision, the warmth of each other's breath lingering on the tips of my noses.

My heart was pounding, my body couldn't help but lean back, my hands unconsciously pressing against the man's chest, my face flushed and hot.

Seeing my embarrassed look, Kent Harris paused his next move, his cool voice seemed to smile, "It seems you don't really want to say thank you.