My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore

Chapter 120
Kimberly intended to go back to Dellmoor the night before, but it was too late.
When she learned that her three kids were safe and sound later, she was rest assured.
She had a good night’s sleep, awakened by Frederick’s phone the next morning.
Her phone vibrated and buzzed constantly, like a swarm of busy bees humming and gathering nectar from the same cluster.
Kimberly was annoyed by the harsh sound. She abruptly buried her head under the
Covers.
However, the phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. The person was persistent in calling her.
Kimberly had no choice but to get out of bed and walk barefoot toward the bedside. table to answer the phone.
She looked like a lazy kitten at that time.
“Hello?” she spoke unpleasantly.
Frederick, on the other end of the line, instantly understood she got up on the wrong side of the bed.
He was also in a dilemma. If it weren’t urgent, he wouldn’t have disturbed her sleep.
“Ms. Larson, you’re on the trending topic!” Frederick said directly.
Kimberly was speechless. She didn’t work in the entertainment industry. Why did she become a trending topic?
Kimberly was awakened by the shocking news,
She suddenly changed from a lazy kitten to a cheetah with a strong sense of smell.
She clicked on the trending topic list. “Holy sh it!” she exclaimed, seeing that she was the first trending topic.
It was not April Fool’s Day. Frederick didn’t joke with her.
Frederick knew she hadn’t known about it yet based on her reaction.

He wasn’t concerned about the news. It was a good opportunity to publicize Larson Corporation. It would help them save a lot of money on advertising.
Larson Corporation spent a lot on advertising every year.
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Even minor celebrities demanded would ask for exorbitant advertising fees.
Frederick had carefully read all the comments under the trending topics, and there were no negative reviews.
It surprised Frederick. He immediately had an idea to let Kimberly be the ambas sador of Larson Corporation.
“Mr. Larson, the exposure is good for
The people who sent the tweet on., Du and Larson Corporation. Why not ignore it?
benefit you instead. he said.
themselves, and they had no idea it would
Frederick’s analysis was precise. He didn’t miss the pot and also
gave his advice.
Kimberly and Frederick were ideal partners, with tacit understanding. Frederick’s. suggestion was just what she wanted.
If they forcibly took down the news, it would make people misunderstand.
People would quickly lose interest if the topic on social media was no longer being discussed.
However, she still wanted to find out who was behind it.
Frederick was a perfect assistant. He guessed exactly what his boss was thinking.
Before calling Kimberly, he had already made an investigation in advance.
“The one who wanted to destroy you is Eliza Robinson. She’s the daughter of the CEO of Robinson Properties in Norham. The accomplice is Patterson Media,” he told Kimberly
Kimberly thought. Robinson Properties? Patterson Media? I have nothing to do with them.
On second thought, she realized Patterson Media seemed to be a subsidiary of Patterson Finance Group. Didn’t it mean Gerald also helped to make the news a trending topic?
The publicity benefited her and her group. In other words, Gerald should take full credit.
However, she had no idea what the man wanted. They had just known each other for less than 24 hours, but he had already interfered in her life.
Kimberly instantly realized that Gerald was so powerful and dangerous that she should stay away from him in the future!
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“Ignore it,” she said. That was what Frederick wanted to hear in the carly morning.
When the call ended, Kimberly was completely awake. She began to pack up and wanted to go back to Dellmoor right away.
She dialed Vincent’s number the next second. “Vincent, let’s leave for Dellmoor in 15. minutes.”
Vincent reached for his phone on the bedside table and answered it without even opening his eyes.
A pleasant female voice came from the other end of the line. “Let’s leave for Delimoor in 15 minutes.” Vincent suddenly sat up on the bed when he heard it.
“What? What’s the rush? I still want to show you around the Mysonna!” Before Vincent could finish his speaking, Kimberly had already hung up the phone. She began to pack up her things.
Vincent knew Kimberly was as good as her word. She just called to inform him instead of discussing it with him.
He hurriedly climbed out of the bed and freshened himself up.
In just five minutes, he had changed into a white shirt and black trousers with neat hair. He was as handsome as an imposing CEO.