After what that jerk X put Mitbahl through, he was more and more careful about the money part.
Diana pulled out her smartphone and efficiently transferred a thousand dollars.
Upon hearing the notification sound, Mitbahl immediately handed over his own phone.
"Ma'am, everything you asked for is here. Please check."
Looking at the worn-out device, Diana furrowed her brow.
Then she said, "Why is this phone so beat up? I have a spare one at home; you can have it."
"Ma'am..."
Mitbahl covered his mouth, his eyes welled up with tears.
He knelt down and hugged Diana's thigh tightly. "Ma'am, you are like a parent to me! I shouldn't have doubted you! From now on, I will do anything for you..."
Diana, with a blank expression, kicked him away a few meters.
"No need for that, just be a normal person."
She then took the phone and checked it. When she saw what Mitbahl had captured, Diana was briefly surprised b
"Let's all think about it carefully. If she's lied about this, could she have lied about other things as well?" "In these past few days, Grace has been leading everyone's emotions, getting everyone all worked up. Everyone's been venting online, but no one has been seeking the truth. I'm here to uncover it!" After Kelly finished speaking, there was silence for a few seconds in the crowd. Then people began to whisper among themselves, seemingly swayed by his words. Diana glanced at her live stream, and she noticed that the number of real-time comments was decreasing. It seemed that the overly passionate netizens were starting to regain their composure. The atmosphere seemed a bit off, and Grace immediately snapped back to reality. She spoke slowly, "About this matter, I want to clarify that, in fact, half a year ago, I only dabbled briefly. It was only after Fly abandoned me that I fell into full-blown addiction. Perhaps my words
"Grace, the press conference isn't over yet. Are you in such a hurry to leave because you have something to hide?" "Is the child in your womb not Fly's? Are you falsely accusing him because of some grudge between you two?" Kelly continued to provoke her. Grace fought to control her rising anger and pushed him away. "Security! Get this lunatic out of here!" Several security guards, all on Grace's payroll, rushed to the scene and attempted to drag Kelly away. Just as chaos was erupting, the projector screen suddenly flickered and went black. Amid the bewildered gazes of the crowd, it lit up again, displaying a video. It was a surreptitiously recorded video, seemingly from Grace's own home. She was wrapped in a towel, sitting comfortably on her couch, sipping on a glass of milk. The audience was left dumbfounded. What kind of drama was unfolding now? In a moment of perplexity, the door to the bathroom behind Grace suddenly swung o
Leo furrowed his brows. "It's really strange. Last night, Ben even told me that even if it's just Anthony and me left in FOT, we should keep going strong..." The more he spoke, the more uneasy he felt. Anthony was equally alarmed. "You think so too?" "Of course! He was chatting with you late at night? Why didn't he chat with me? Are you two having an affair behind my back?!" Leo playfully kicked Anthony. "I swear we're not!" Ramingo made a quick decision. "Let's go check on him." Three individuals sped to the villa in their car. As soon as they entered, they headed straight for Ben's room, banging on the door. "Ben! Open up!" No response came from inside. "Move aside, I got this," Anthony said. He pushed the other two aside and kicked the door forcefully. The pain made him clutch his shin and hop around. "Damn! I think I broke my leg!" Leo stared at him, puzzled. "What were you th
Then, Grace exclaimed: "That scoundrel! What about his own dirty laundry? He embezzled company funds, and he's been involved in doping our artists too..." "All of that you can save for the courtroom. Let the dogs fight it out there," the lawyer said icily. With a disdainful look, he tossed the legal notice at her and walked out. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Diana leaned on her chin, sitting in front of her computer, carefully tallying up her incoming funds. "Over a million and a half... Well, I'll just take this. Consider it compensation for Ben's emotional distress." After sorting things out with Ben, Diana felt refreshed and decided to take a nap. The next morning, as she got ready to leave her room, Diana had an idea. She picked up her phone, held her hand in front of her in a heart shape, and with a click, she took a photo. Looking at her own vibrant image in the photo, she felt immensely satisfied. Perfect
"I'm not bored," Colin replied in a measured tone. Leah strolled over and took a seat in the chair next to him, propping her chin up with one hand as she looked at him. "What are you looking at?" Colin inquired. "I'm looking at you. You look handsome," she said without hesitation. After all the time she had spent pretending to be a proper lady in front of him, she figured it was time to drop the act and be herself. At her words, Colin's gaze wavered for a moment. Leah seemed different today. It wasn't just her words but her whole demeanor. Her delicate, doll-like face was adorned with vibrant peach-toned makeup. Her dark eyes, like precious gemstones, stared at him, and her rosy lips curled into a faint, lazy smile. This was the real her, wasn't it? Emotions flickered in Colin's eyes. He spoke slowly, "Is that so? Have you decided to change your approach today? Well, it won't work on me."
"Jackson," a crisp call came from the back seat. "Here, boss!" Jackson responded, feeling an unexpected wave of unease. "The day after tomorrow, you need to arrange a meeting with Mr. Baron. Mention it tomorrow," the boss said. "Boss, isn't that a bit rushed?" Jackson asked tentatively. "Do as I instructed," the boss replied firmly. "Alright." Sigh. It was another day where the boss seemed to be acting impulsively due to love. Diana sat in the car, reading John's messages, her heart filled with fluttering excitement, despite the directive to focus on work. But, truth be told, she missed him. As Diana glanced out the window, she noticed something. "Wait, Lynn, pull over." When the car stopped by the side of the road, Diana opened the door and got out. She surveyed the delicately decorated flower shop before her. Since it was still early, she decided to take a look inside. The inter
"No," Diana replied curtly. If it weren't for Kevin's sake, she probably wouldn't have said another word to him. She couldn't help but feel wary of this man, almost as if it were an instinctual reaction. The shopkeeper pursed his lips, swiftly took the money, and then approached Yosef. "Are you feeling unwell? Maybe I should... I could take you to the hospital," he stammered as he got closer to Yosef. As he drew near Yosef, the shopkeeper's face grew even redder. Up close, this man seemed even more handsome. He exuded a natural air of elegance and nobility, making him appear incredibly regal. Yosef paid her no attention. He watched as Diana hurriedly walked towards the door, clutching a bouquet of flowers. It seemed like she was genuinely preparing to leave. This woman... Could she be any colder? A surge of displeasure washed over him inexplicably. He moved closer, about to reach out and grab her
"Take that, you bastard!" Stanhope let out a painful cry as he fell to the ground. Ben wasn't done. He charged forward, delivering blow after blow. "Help! Somebody, please help!" Several onlookers stood frozen. Usher, his face impassive, said nothing. He knew Ben needed to vent his anger, so he let him pummel Stanhope for a while. When he felt it was enough, he calmly said, "Ramingo, control your men." Ramingo glanced at Anthony and Leo standing nearby. "You two, get in there." "We got it!" Anthony rolled up his sleeves, and together with Leo, they joined the fight. "You sissy! I've been fed up with you for a long time!" "Why are you crying? You're a pathetic wimp!" The two of them leaped into action, adding their punches to the mix. Ramingo rubbed his temples. "Stop, I told you to break it up, not join in." "Like this? Weren't we supposed to help them fight?" Anth