Hearing Lily Turner's question, Freya Yeager rubbed her temples with a headache because she knew very well that what happened this ti was different from the last ti.
Last ti, it was just so words posted online, and those entertainnt reporters didn't dare to report randomly without concrete evidence.
This ti is different, not only are there words, but there are also many photos.
Those photos were clearly taken with a very professional cara, the clarity and discernibility were high, not sothing you could just deny.
Those entertainnt reporters get really excited about gossipy things, a little bit of movent can excite them, let alone gossip with photos and facts.
"The boss's aning is..."
At this mont, Lily Turner's phone suddenly rang, and Freya Yeager instinctively stopped talking, looking at her hand following the sound.
Lily Turner picked up the phone and looked at it, and when she saw the na and number displayed on the screen, she froze for a mont, then hung up the call.
The call was from Easton Hols, and Freya Yeager was still questioning what happened that day. She couldn't cause herself trouble at this ti.
However, the person on the other end of the line didn't know this, and before Lily Turner could put away the phone, it rang again. She took a look and it was still Easton Hols calling.
This guy! What exactly does he want? Does he think her situation isn't chaotic enough already?
This ti, Lily Turner didn't hang up the call. She was worried that if she didn't give so response, that guy would keep calling.
"I'll take a call."
She said to the person next to her and then walked aside with the phone.
Freya Yeager had been standing next to her, and the mont Lily Turner picked up the phone, she glanced over and, with her sharp eyes, saw the na of the caller.
Easton!
Who is this person? She had never heard this na before; could it be soone she just t?
Freya Yeager turned to look towards Lily Turner, who had walked to the side, but unfortunately, she only saw a back view and didn't see anything else.
Lily Turner didn't answer the call but hung up on Easton Hols and quickly edited a text ssage to send over before he called again.
The ssage was simple, just three words, "Not convenient."
"I'll handle this, so stop worrying."
Soon, the person on the other end replied with a text ssage.
Seeing Easton Hols's reply, the corner of Lily Turner's mouth twitched suddenly. Would he handle this matter under Luke Crowe's na? Or under his own na?
Solving it under Luke Crowe's na wouldn't be too bad, but if it were under his own na, things would beco more complicated and harder to manage.
Lily Turner ran her fingers through her hair, picked up her phone, and let her manicured fingers tap rapidly on the screen. A text ssage was quickly composed.
"You better not show up, let Luke deal with it for you."
Staring at the composed text, she hesitated for quite so ti before closing her eyes and sending it.
She had no confidence and no assurance, so all she could do was pray that he would seriously consider her suggestion.
"What do you an by this???"
Soon, Easton Hols replied to Lily Turner with a text ssage, a few short words followed by three huge question marks.
Looking at those three huge question marks, she was a bit baffled. Did he really not understand what she ant? Or was he pretending to be confused on purpose?
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