novelraw Chapter 297: President Lancaster Is Conflicted
Chapter 297: President Lancaster Is Conflicted
When she said that, the two female employees were obviously stunned for a moment. One of the women retorted, "Not liking is just not liking, can’t we say it? President Lancaster himself admitted it!"
"If he doesn’t like her, could he marry her?" Serena Sutton raised her tone. "What their relationship is like has nothing to do with you guys! Even if he doesn’t like her, marrying President Lancaster still makes her a winner in life!"
"Crazy." The other female employee shot back, rolled her eyes, and turned around with her companion to leave.
"You’re the crazy ones! Not improving yourselves, just gossiping like a bunch of long-tongued women!" Serena watched their retreating backs, unwilling to back down.
Strange, she wasn’t in a good mood today, like she had swallowed gunpowder!
When she turned around, she unexpectedly met Dustin Shepherd’s gaze.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze.
She paused her steps, only to move forward again without greeting him, silently walking past him.
Upstairs, in the simple and elegant CEO’s office, the warm autumn sunlight poured in.
Adrian Lancaster held a tablet, seeing the interview about their relationship that was singled out and magnified. His eyes narrowed slightly, his face darkened, and he felt some regret.
Seeing these words today, they were indeed hurtful!
But they were never his true intention!
It was only last night that he realized he might have already fallen for her, a feeling so contradictory and complex that even he hadn’t figured it out.
So at this moment, Adrian Lancaster was regretting why he couldn’t suppress his anger back then?
This matter was hurtful, and solving it would also be very tricky.
In the large office of the design department.
Faye Turner sat at her workstation, wearing headphones, and listened to Adrian Lancaster’s statement about emotions, which had caused quite a stir online, three times.
"She’s the woman my grandfather likes. My grandfather likes her, and he’s the person I care about the most, so I married her. It’s that simple. Any more questions?"
Her chest tightened slightly as she held her breath and stared at the man in the video.
In front of the media, he didn’t even bother to pretend?
But last night, he didn’t blame her; instead, he softly held her shoulder, reminding her to reflect.
He even ate the dumplings she personally made and praised her skills.
Which one is the real him?
What are his true feelings?
Why is he always so unpredictable, sometimes near, sometimes distant... Once again, she thought of his summary of their relationship, all because of his grandfather.
Faye was filled with sorrow; she was truly heartbroken!
Even taking a breath felt like the air was filled with shards of glass, stabbing her lungs.
It’s not just the Prestige Group; in the age of information technology, almost everyone noticed this news.
There were various discussions online. Some public accounts sought to grab attention, and all sorts of bloggers started making videos to ride the trend, analyzing this matter.
"They will get a divorce, definitely will, it’s only a matter of time. This post won’t be deleted; I’d bet on it."
"See, there’s no way President Lancaster could love her? Mrs. Lancaster, Faye Turner, is just an ordinary person, and her adoptive father is a gambler!"
"Mrs. Lancaster’s adoptive father, Vincent Turner, has a notorious reputation..."
One has to admit, netizens are truly powerful, quickly digging up all the things related to Faye Turner.
"But Mrs. Lancaster is a badass. Rumor has it she sent her adoptive father to prison herself."
Faye angrily shut off her phone, not wanting to see any comments related to her. Her eyes were filled with anger, reminding herself to stay composed and calm.
No one in the design department dared discuss this matter openly; after all, they were colleagues, and there was a good chance there wouldn’t be a divorce.
But the unusual silence was even more unsettling for Faye, making even breathing an ordeal.
Faye was very aware of what everyone was thinking.
Such is human nature; no one wants others to do well. Everyone around us is just waiting to see our downfall.