CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

After Alyssa finished her press conference, she had planned to watch it again on Weibo, wanting to see if she had gotten any comments from the netizens. However, before she could, “Justin” had already pestered her to join him for lunch.

Turning on the computer, she browsed the webpages. She found that the interview was covered by many media and re-posted by quite a number of Weibo influencers.

The majority of the netizens were scolding her, just like she had expected. But there were a few rational people who analyzed her answers more carefully.

“I knew that she was lying. The others who supported her are now hiding in embarrassment, right? What else do you have to say?”

“Why was she acting like a diva? She even wore a mask when she was interviewed. Is she so afraid to show her face?”

“Am I the only one who thinks that the way she answered the press was cool?”

“I realized that she never really admitted to actually stealing her sister’s fiancé from the start. And look at the pause at the end! You think she’s still being controlled?”

Seeing the last comment, Alyssa couldn’t help but smile.

She had deliberately avoided that question. If she admitted that she had really stolen Skylar’s fiancé, who knew what that woman would try and do to stir more trouble in the future?

That’s why she focused on her relationship with Moore family, rather than Emmett’s topic.

Alyssa was rarely this happy. She continued to flip through the comments.

“Can’t wait for the next episode.”

“…”

Ever since Alyssa saw the Moore family for their true colors, her patience had run out. There was no way she was going to back down and obey them like before. The moment they had treated her like a lamb for slaughter was the day that their family ties were extinguished. So, she would not let this matter go.

Not long after, all the comments about Alyssa’s interview on the Internet suddenly became curses. Many of them weren’t even making sense anymore as they called her names and insulted her looks.

It was obvious that Skylar had found an army of Weibo trolls.

She didn’t care about Skylar’s small movements.

Skylar had plenty of skeletons in her closet. After all, they lived under the same roof, so it was easy for her to dig up dirt on that woman.

Alyssa leaned against her pillow, and the corners of her lips twitched.

would let the Moores happy for one more day. But tomorrow would be

things that she’d release were things that Skylar couldn’t

the computer for a while, Alyssa logged into the mailbox

opened it, she was

invitation from the Nine Clouds

her resume to

checked her mailbox several times, only to see that she hadn’t submitted her resume to the company. In fact, how the hell did they even know her name or even have her email

back to the time “Justin” had taken her

the morning–the time that she was still in the middle of the interview. Did that mean that they’ve

something to

thinking for a while, she decided to

room, Emmett sat on the sofa and

answering the phone behind him. He clicked the ‘answer’ button before immediately

the other side. “They want him to attend the next General Meeting!

in playing the game. He said calmly. “Mr. Lawrence

Xavier didn’t believe him. He snorted in disdain. “He’s busy? My ass! What the hell is he doing? You turn on the camera and let

At this time, Emmett

trying to piss Mr. Halloff! It always seemed like he was going through such lengths just to show how relaxed his life was compared to the man in the

the video call and faced the camera to Emmett. Even then, the man still hadn’t straightened his

said angrily. “I was almost tortured to death by those old guys in the company. And you over there leisurely and playing video

as if he couldn’t care less. He glanced at the

Frank understood and turned off

the corner of his screen. His eyebrows rose, and curiosity flashed in his eyes. Wanting to see how they interacted with each other, he threatened, “If you dare hang up

he hung up, Xavier wouldn’t die. In fact, the man had

hang up the phone, nor shut the camera. Instead, he simply lowered the volume as to not arouse any

in the hall on the second-floor hallway, so she came down to look for him. Upon walking closer, she saw that Frank was

looked much focused and did not

have something to ask you.” She sat

eyelids, then lowered his head and continued to play the

close to Mr.

seconds of pause, his character was killed by the

in front of him. His eyes were narrowed and there was a faint smile

“Can’t you talk