Possessed No More: The True Star Returns to Claim Her Throne

Chapter 147: Rosalie Upton

Just as Riley Perry was boarding her flight, Eric Sinclair received a phone call.

"President Sinclair, there’s a Miss Upton at the front desk asking for you."

"Upton? Rosalie Upton?"

On the other end of the line, a woman’s gentle and soft voice replied, "It’s me. I was starting to think you’d forgotten about me."

After a moment of silence, Eric Sinclair finally spoke again. "Is there something you need?"

The receptionist watched as Miss Upton, who had been smiling so beautifully just a moment ago, suddenly had her eyes turn red. "Aiden, please don’t be so cruel to me, okay?"

The receptionist: ’...This gossip is too juicy for one person! I have to share this with the group chat right away. President York has a girlfriend!’

The entire secretarial department: ’What kind of stale gossip is that? We know way more, but we’re not telling!’

’Mmmph... Did we sign all those NDAs for nothing?’

Three minutes later, Rosalie Upton was, after all, brought up to the forty-sixth floor.

Eric Sinclair looked up at the woman before him. Her soft, long hair cascaded over her shoulders. A long, white trench coat and skinny pants made her look very slender. Her features were just as he remembered, not changed in the slightest—still so gentle and delicate. But the look in her eyes as she gazed at him was far too possessive, and he did not like it at all.

"Have a seat. When did you get back?"

Rosalie Upton’s eyes instantly reddened, and she began to sob. ’This man... he’s supposed to be my love, yet he’s speaking to me in such a detached tone. My heart is breaking!’

But when she saw the man across from her frown the moment he heard her crying, she understood that he had truly changed. He didn’t like it when she cried.

"I just got back into the country yesterday."

Eric Sinclair was perplexed. He was always very low-key. Even when he came to the office, only the few secretaries on the forty-sixth floor ever saw him. How did Rosalie Upton know he was back?

"How did you know I was at the office?"

Faced with her former boyfriend’s questioning, Rosalie Upton didn’t dare hide a thing. "My dad wanted to invest in the variety show *Go on an adventure together*, but he was rejected. He looked into it and found out you had invested in them personally. I came back as soon as I heard the news."

Eric Sinclair frowned and called his secretary to bring Rosalie Upton a glass of milk. For some reason, Rosalie’s mood suddenly brightened, the smile on her face particularly obvious. "Aiden, I knew you still cared about me. Don’t worry, I won’t disturb your work. You go ahead and do what you need to do. I’ll just wait for you here."

Eric Sinclair: ...

The office was instantly plunged into silence.

Thankfully, the awkward atmosphere didn’t last long before a knock came at the office door.

"Come in."

The door was then pushed open, and a middle-aged couple was led in by Secretary White.

Rosalie Upton stood up, her face filled with astonishment. "Dad? Mom? What are you doing here?"

The arrivals were none other than Rosalie Upton’s parents: the president and first lady of the Upton Group.

The two of them first greeted Eric Sinclair. "President Sinclair, sorry for the trouble. If you hadn’t called, we wouldn’t have even known Rosalie was back."

After speaking, President Upton looked at his disappointing daughter. ’But what can I do?’ he thought. ’She’s my own flesh and blood. No matter how angry I get, I still have to deal with this!’

Eric Sinclair waved his hand, indicating it was no problem.

"Dad, I just came to see Aiden. You guys..."

President Upton: "Shut up! Come back with us right now. On the way here, I already had my secretary book a flight. You’re going back on the next one!"

Having finally made it back, how could Rosalie Upton stand to be sent abroad again by her father? She began to struggle violently. "I won’t go! I don’t want to go! You just don’t want me anymore! I was gone for five years, and you never intended for me to come back from the very beginning."

Mrs. Upton dabbed at her eyes. "Good girl, don’t be angry with your father. Listen to Mom. Let’s go home first. We can talk about this when we get home."

Rosalie Upton didn’t want to leave. She had only been with the man she loved for less than ten minutes. How could she possibly leave just like that?

However, her own father was about to give her a real-life lesson in what it meant to have no control over one’s own body.

And so, Rosalie Upton was taken away by President Upton’s bodyguards.

Mrs. Upton hurried out after the bodyguards. President Upton exchanged a few pleasantries with Eric Sinclair before he too left in a hurry.

After the family had left, Eric Sinclair sent a message to Sebastian Sinclair.

He had originally planned to fly to Riley Perry’s filming location to be with her tonight, but it seemed that was no longer possible. He could only have Sebastian Sinclair cancel the flight.

...

Meanwhile, after a flight of over two hours, Riley Perry’s plane finally landed. Since they didn’t have assistants for this episode, the guests had to retrieve their own luggage.

The livestream was turned on again.

After they collected their luggage, Director Warren had the guests gather outside the airport.

But just as Riley Perry emerged pushing her suitcase, a dozen or so men in black appeared from all sides. Not only did they completely surround her, but one of them even reached out to snatch her luggage!

It was a reflex, a pure reflex. Riley Perry kicked out with her foot. But as her foot flew, she realized—if this kick landed squarely, the man would be maimed, if not killed. She quickly pulled back her strength, but the man in black still took the blow. With a THUD, he went flying backward.

Fortunately, Riley was surrounded by the largest group of them, and these men had been warned beforehand that she knew some martial arts. They were mentally prepared. The moment they saw their companion get hit, the men next to him grabbed and supported him. He didn’t fall to the ground, and no bones were broken, but he was grimacing in pain and couldn’t recover for a long while.

Riley had to hand it to Director Warren. ’He’s not even afraid of a real accident happening with a stunt like this!’

"Sorry about that! My foot’s a bit heavy. It was a reflex, a total reflex!"

These men in black were, of course, not kidnappers, assassins, or even robbers. They were the "surprise" arranged by the director!

Seeing that the men were still trying to grab her things, Riley Perry picked up her suitcase and swung it around. The men in black shrank back in fear, and she quickly broke through the crowd and ran for it.

’This bunch of glass cannons,’ she thought. ’I can’t actually hit them, so I’d better just run.’

As Riley ran, she didn’t forget to look around, just in time to see Chloe Sterling’s luggage also being snatched by the men in black.

At that moment, Holly Summers was also targeted. She grabbed her luggage and started running toward a van, shouting as she went, "Riley, come save me! Someone’s stealing my luggage! Help!"

Riley glanced over, then immediately turned and ran in Chloe Sterling’s direction. The seventy or eighty meters seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye. Chloe’s luggage had already been stolen by two men in black. She was chasing one of them, trying to get her things back, but she wasn’t as strong as him. Not only did she fail to retrieve her bag, but she was also about to fall backward!

In a flash, Riley appeared behind Chloe Sterling, catching her and steadying her. Then, she executed a roundhouse kick that landed squarely on the man’s hand. He cried out in pain and his grip loosened, letting the bag go. Riley hooked it with the tip of her foot and pulled it back.

"Hold on to this. I’ll go get your other one back."

Chloe Sterling quickly hugged both the bag and Riley’s waist. "Don’t go, Riley! If you leave, they’ll just snatch this one back! The other suitcase only has a few changes of clothes. It doesn’t matter if we get it back or not."

Riley glanced at the men in black, who had backed away but were still eyeing them covetously. "First, let go of my waist."

"Okay, okay."