Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 271 - 270: The Last Straw

"Okay." Bella nodded, "Senior Quinn, ask your friend how much it will cost, and I’ll transfer the money to her."

"Not needed for now." Archer Quinn shook his head, looking at her with a gaze full of gentle apology, "Bella, I’m sorry."

Bella was lost in thought and didn’t notice Archer Quinn’s gaze. When she heard his apology, she was montarily stunned before responding, "Senior Quinn, this isn’t your fault. Why are you apologizing?"

"Those comnts you left..." Archer said, "Bella, don’t worry about them. I’ll make sure they stop imdiately. Besides, I know you’re better than anyone else."

"So it’s about this." Bella smiled, "Senior Quinn, I don’t care about those at all, you don’t have to feel guilty."

"You silly girl, whether you care or not shows your generosity. But apologizing or not is a matter of my attitude." Archer Quinn laughed as he playfully tapped her forehead with his finger, thinking to himself that he was even angrier than she was when seeing them bully her.

Bella covered her forehead, gave a wry smile, and said, "Senior Quinn, I’m not as good as you think. I won’t just let this go. Vivian Norris, I won’t let her off!"

"I know." Archer Quinn nodded, "No matter what you do, I will support you and help you."

"Thank you, Senior Quinn." Bella said gratefully, "Knowing you, I must have done a lot of good deeds in my past life."

"Fool." Archer Quinn smiled warmly, "Go get to work, I’ll contact that dia friend and head over."

"Okay."

After Bella left the tent, the gentleness on Archer Quinn’s face vanished.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Rocky, it’s ."

A capable voice ca from the other side, along with the sound of fingers tapping on a keyboard, "What made you call ? What’s up?"

"I want dirt on Vivian Norris." Archer Quinn went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

"Fabricated or real?" Rocky didn’t mince words either, multitasking between answering the call and typing quickly on the keyboard, soon pulling up a file on Vivian Norris.

"Real." Archer’s voice turned cold, "I want her completely out of the dostic entertainnt industry."

Rocky hesitated for a mont, "Is it because of the photos exposed online? You’re protecting Bella?" As a well-known entertainnt industry reporter, Rocky could instantly access any news about celebrities.

"Yes." Archer didn’t deny it to his long-ti friend, "I can’t let them bully soone I care too much to even confess to!"

"I get it." Understanding the reason, Rocky didn’t pry further, "Should I send the data to you or your managent team?"

"Send it directly to ." Archer paused for a mont, "Rocky, you won’t spill the beans about my liking her, right?"

The sound of fingers tapping the keyboard didn’t cease, and Rocky said, "I’m not interested in your gossip, the data has been sent to you." With that, the call ended.

Once the call ended, Archer Quinn’s phone notified him of an unread email.

Archer opened the email and read through it, finding every scandal Vivian Norris had since entering the entertainnt industry over the years. It detailed everything, down to the ti Vivian Norris kicked a little beggar, complete with photos. There was no way Vivian Norris could deny it.