Eliza looked at Lyric. "What's wrong?" Lyric told Eliza about the matter. Eliza was startled and immediately withdrew from typing to look for the intern's account. There was no need to look for it, because the intern had tagged the official account and her account. The post had already been shared countless times. Eliza clicked on it. Just an intern V: [Star-Moon Media was originally my dream company, and I originally thought that the friendship between Eliza and Graciana was real. I didn't expect that everything is fake. I'd like to officially resign so that you won't have to find a reason to fire me.] Link to a video. This video started with a voice recording. It was a recording that showed this intern being questioned by the supervisor. The supervisor asked her why she wanted to post on Instagram and where she got the surveillance video. The supervisor's tone was not polite, and it was edited into more sarcasm. Now it was regarded as evi
Joseph, who had come to visit, also looked over as his eyes flashed. When Sachin retracted his gaze, he noticed this and pulled his father aside. "Dad, did you spread the news?" Joseph's face froze. He looked elsewhere and did not answer him. Sachin was anxious. "Dad!" Joseph turned around and looked at Sachin with a pity look. "Sachin, I didn't want to do this either, but I have no choice! They threatened me with that thing and said they wanted to tell your mother about it. Your mother is so weak. If she knew it, she would faint." "I can't ignore your mother, so I can only..." Sachin's face turned pale. It was not that he could not understand why his father did this. He was also very worried about his mother. However, his father should not have spread the news that Beau was not dead without discussing it with him. He didn't prepare in advance, so he had no way out. After all, Mr. Valentine was not someone to be trifled
Sawyer and Lyric were now a nominal couple. But to be honest, they didn't spend much time together. Most of the time, when many people were present, Sawyer found an opportunity to get close to Lyric and find an opportunity to talk to her. In private, Lyric had been hiding from Sawyer. Sawyer could understand her mood. She was embarrassed after she confessed. But no matter how embarrassed she was, she had to talk to him. Sawyer thought about it for a while and decided to create an opportunity to be alone with her. He wanted to make it clear what was on his mind. Hearing Sawyer's words, Eliza subconsciously looked at Lyric. "Lyric..." "I'm not..." Seeing that Lyric was about to refuse, Sawyer quickly said, "If she doesn't want to go, I won't go either." Lyric was speechless She grinded her teeth and looked at Sawyer speechlessly. Sawyer insisted. Lyric had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll go."
Hearing that, Andrew turned around. "What's wrong? Did you change your mind again?" Looking at Andrew's faint smile, Gian was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. However, he had no choice but to put on a straight face and ask, "What are your conditions?" "You're indeed a smart person. I like dealing with smart people the most." Mr. Valentine felt that the other party's sweet words were not pleasant at all, and even made him run out of patience. "Andrew, don't waste our time." "Great, then I'll get straight to the point." He looked around and motioned for Gian to come closer. Gian felt disgusted in his heart, but he didn't show it. He went over obediently. Andrew whispered a few words in Gian's ear, and his expression was unfathomable. When Gian heard this, his face changed. "Are you sure Beau isn't dead?" "Of course." "Okay, I agree." Andrew smiled happily and reached out his hand to Gian. "Then,
Just as the father and son were in a stalemate, the bodyguards around them looked at each other in dismay. Finally, a man with a buzz cut and a tall nose said, "Do you really know how Elias died?" Matthew nodded. "Of course." Gian was filled with hatred. It took him a lot of effort to subdue Elias's men and lure them with great benefits, which cost him a lot of money. But now, Matthew came to make trouble again. How could he do that? "Don't listen to him. He has been standing with Beau for a long time. He will definitely help Beau hide the truth and push the blame to others!" Hearing this, Matthew looked back at him faintly. Gian raised his voice and said, "Am I wrong? You don't even want me, your biological father. Instead, you want to be Beau's son. Unfortunately, he died early and has two sons. He didn't leave you any inheritance." Matthew felt very uncomfortable by Gian's sarcastic words. Hearing this, Roseane frowned slightly.
"I'm a reasonable person so I should be tricked by you?" Zeb took a sip of tea leisurely, with an enigmatic look on his face. Eliza raised her eyebrows. "Mr. Bell, how's the tea?" "Not bad." Zeb took another sip. Eliza picked up Liliana from the side and pointed at Braint and Demarion. "Aren't the babies cute?" Zeb's eyelids twitched and he fell silent. "I heard that Mr. Bell has a script that talks about children as special agents and you think highly of our children." Zeb was utterly defeated. He sighed and put down the teacup. "Tell me, what do you want to do?" Eliza and Beau looked at each other and smiled. "Mr. Bell, I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you release a little bit of the behind-the-scenes footage, I will give you two cans of good tea." Zeb was anxious. "What about Braint and the others?" Eliza raised her eyebrows. "That will depend on Mr. Bell's sincerity." Zeb was speech
Graciana looked at Julian and silently shed tears. Julian had wanted to threaten her, but when he saw her tears, he panicked. "Don't cry. Why are you crying?" Graciana took the tissue handed over by Julian, wiped her tears, and cried silently without paying attention to him. Julian immediately raised his hand and surrendered. "Okay, I'll listen to you." "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I'll get you some chicken soup later." "Don't cry, okay? If your tears touch the wound, you will cry out in pain again." Julian was so nervous that he apologized to Graciana repeatedly. Seeing that this trick worked, Graciana's tears fell even more fiercely. Julian was very helpless. "Don't cry. I know I'm wrong. I'll repost it now, okay?" With this, he took out his mobile phone. The rest of the crew reposted it last night. Although there were no texts, they cooperated to promote it. Graciana slowly stopped crying and secre
No matter what Andrew thought, it was the press conference the next day. The location was in Hason Hotel, close to Mr. Bell's personal film and television city, but it was not within the range of the film and television city. Although the notice was late and it was not very grand, none of the media that should have come to this press conference was absent. The open-air platform on the top floor of the hotel was surrounded by countless cameras. A row of long tables in the middle were now full of people. Hamza, Shreya, Vincent, Julian, Sachin, Roseane, Eliza... And Beau, who was wearing a mask and a hat. The shutter didn't stop. Hamza and Shreya rarely showed up within the country, but it didn't mean that they were not famous. Because of the exposure of Eliza's family background, Eliza's parents were often discussed by others. Therefore, many media reporters recognized their identities the moment they saw them. They were about