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On top of that, Hendrix, who had just taken over Roberts Group, was vigorously taking in new projects from various sectors. It was quite a big deal at that time. Many students from Ucrebury University had praised Hendrix's visions and capabilities on the school forum.

On the contrary, lan had too much time on his hand, so he wrote an article asserting that Hendrix could bring downfall to the Roberts Group. He even listed ten reasons as supporting arguments. That post blew up and made it all over the headlines in Ucrebury.

After all, that post has directly slandered the Roberts family's reputation. They approached lan in private, and I had no clue what happened eventually. But in the end, lan posted a public apology. Curled on the passenger seat, lan sheepishly exclaimed, "What a doomed-destiny! I can't escape from the Roberts."

I cackled and teased him, "We have guest rooms. If you don't like the hotel, you can stay at my place."

"Stop it!" He quickly rejected and shook his head, "I still want to live a long life. I'll figure it out on my own."

On our way to the restaurant, lan brought me up to date on what happened over the past years. He slightly frowned as he asked, "Why don't you tell Hendrix about the kidnapping? It's much easier for him to investigate it than doing it yourself."

Since it was a part of treating my illness, I hid nothing. "I'm not sure if Hendrix still has feelings for Andrea. If Andrea was the one behind all those incidents, then I'm just digging my own grave. It's better for me to take matters into my own hands."

"F*ck!" He cursed, "All you've done was getting yourself married to Hendrix. I guess being married into a rich family isn't all that glitters."

I agreed in silence.

arrived

Monique arrived earlier and

was a tad too flirtatious, and he shouted back, "Hey, honey!" It obviously drew much attention from

sunglasses, more people turned their heads over.

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an actor or a model. But look, he's with a pregnant lady. Maybe he's already married." "Could

"Oh, what a pity."

me?" Monique curled her lips and rolled her eyes at him, "Stop being a narcissist. People can't

to have a peaceful meal. Stop fighting like cats

of them glared at each other

along to this day. After all, fate brought people together,

at him and scoffed,