Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 282 My Woman Doesn’t Need Your Help

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found myself surrounded by reporters, my face frowned as I asked, “What’s going on here?”

One reporter spoke up. “Ms. Rosaline, may I ask, staying so late at night in Jasper’s villa, is there something unusual between the two of you?”

I responded coldly, “Absolutely not. We were just talking about work.”

A wave of surprise hit me. Howdid they know Jasperand I were here?

It seemed someone had intentionally shared this information with them.

I glanced around. Aside from the reporters, there was no one else nearby.

Another repor

reporter pressed, “Is it typical for a man and a woman to be working together this late? We’ve received anonymous reports suggesting your relationship with Jasper is more complicated than you admit. What is your connection with him?”

Anonymousreports?

I should’ve known someone was stirring up trouble.

Rubbing my forehead, I was about to respond when a cold, commanding voice interrupted me. “Which media are you from?”

The voice it was so familiar.

I turned toward the sound, and there he was–Caden, tall and striking, standing with an air of authority. He was dressed in a custom made black suit, tailored to perfection, showcasing his impeccable physique to its fullest.

An aura of coldness surrounded him, almost blending seamlessly with the night itself.

“Mr. Holbrook!” The reporters exchanged glances before rushing toward him.

“Get out of here, all of you!” Caden’s icy gaze swept over the crowd, his voice low and unyielding.

it felt like it could crush you. “If any of you dare to write

silent, too scared to make a

were sharp, and his

of his commanding

turned to face Caden, my voice carrying a hint of surprise. “Caden, what

he took in my expression. In a low firm voice, he

resolute. “I’ll be taking Rosaline home.”

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picked me

stood frozen,

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you’re doing?” I gasped, completely caught off guard as Caden lifted me off the ground.

hates he talkingabout?

I his

was preposterous.

I rested in Caden’s strong embrace,

flushed slightly.

but look up, locking eyes with Caden’s

cold, intense eyes, I saw the image of myself being held closely in his

to break free. I simply allowed him to hold me.

to reality and tried to push him away, but

to the car and

his driver seat, his face remained stone

window and quickly realized we weren’t heading toward

glance, his voice calm but firm. “New

my forehead. “I need to go

smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Your

you move my things without

arranged them just as

a loss for words.

man is truly imposing.

minutes later, Caden brought the

out