Chapter 292 – My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel

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Just before going to bed, Jordyn called asking for the entire story. She wondered if Emma had somehow got on the spoilt heir’s bad side.

Emma held onto the phone as she giggled, “Who told him to be the heir of Star King? He can mess around whatever way he wants without caring about other’s feelings.”

“If we look at the ultimate cause, it is all because of Eric.” Jordyn was aware that Eric had not given Eustace face at multiple events. So this was a result of his revenge.

“You don’t need to differentiate bet**en myself and Eric. Let’s meet up tomorrow. I’ll come to your place.”

As soon as Jordyn heard Emma suggest going to her place, she suddenly remembered she had not yet told Emma she had moved to Fletcher’s home. Previously, when she wanted to tell her, Eric had picked up the phone. Now that Emma brought it up, she didn’t know where to start.

“I am currently packing and my home is a mess…I have also started interviewing for Fashion Week…”

“OK, I guess we’ll talk later.” After speaking, Emma wanted to hang up the phone. But, suddenly, a man’s voice could be heard coming from the other side of the phone.

“Have you finished packing?” Fletcher strode into the guest room and noticed Jordyn’s bed was a mess.

“If I remember correctly…your manager and assistant are both women, right? Jordyn…” Emma asked.

Jordyn glared at Fletcher and pointed to her phone. Fletcher understood, but he did not remain quiet; he was well aware that Jordyn only had one friend, Emma.

So, he grabbed the phone from Jordyn’s hand and said, “Emma, she is currently packing her luggage. She will be taking an early flight tomorrow and needs some rest…”

Emma recognized Fletcher’s voice and guessed what was going on. Previously, she had put in so much effort to matchmake them, but all they gave her were looks of disinterest. Now that she had given up, they suddenly got together themselves.

Love was something that only those involved knew the truth.

“Are you at her home?”

“She has moved to my home,” Fletcher explained.

“Then, don’t sleep too late,” Emma did not disturb them any longer. She was truly happy for Jordyn, but…she couldn’t help wonder about the child.

“Did she say anything else?” Jordyn asked after he saw Fletcher had hung up.

Fletcher helped Jordyn close her suitcase before turning around and smiling ambiguously, “She told us not to sleep too late.”

“Actually, I was about to tell you that I accidentally spilled some moisturizing toner on the bed.”

Fletcher put Jordyn’s suitcase on the floor and looked at the w*t patch on the bed. He picked up Jordyn’s pillow and then grabbed her hand, “Tonight…sleep in my room.”

“Before you leave, I’ll let you use me as a bolster.”

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Meanwhile, after Emma hung up the phone, she noticed Eric had not yet returned to the bedroom. So, she went to look for him in the study room and sat down beside him.

“How come you still aren’t sleeping?”

“It seems, Jordyn and Fletcher are officially together,” Emma leaned against Eric’s shoulder as she looked down at the document in his hands.

“Wasn’t this what you had hoped for? You should always trust your instincts.”

“You should stop working now. You still need to attend the filming commencement p**ss release for an IP drama tomorrow,” Emma pulled the document away from Eric’s hands, intertwined her fi**gers with his and headed back to the bedroom together.

The next day.

Eric was getting changed in the walk-in wardrobe when Luke made a phone call. He called to report that Eustace was once again stirring up trouble. On his personal social media page, he posted up a bold poem about the sexual pleasures bet**en a man and a woman.

Eustace did not clarify who the poem was directed at, but he was obviously trying to battle it out with Eric. As Eric had taken over the search rankings the day before with his suggestive post, Eustace decided to make his own suggestion that he and Emma had already taken things to the next level.

Eric did not say anything. He put on his grey checkered suit jacket and stepped out of the wardrobe to remind Emma who was cooking breakfast, “You don’t have anything scheduled today, so there’s no need for you to leave the house.”

“Are you tying to hide the poem from me?” Emma asked in a soft voice.

“I’m just afraid, with all the mess that’s happening outside, you will be accidentally injured.”

Emma handed a glass of milk to Eric and nodded her head, “I’ll stay at home and watch movies.”

“Don’t look at the discussions online.”

“I can practically imagine what they would say. There’s no difference whether I look at it or not.”

By doing this, Eustace had forcefully exploited her. Even if this incident was to pass, it would leave a stain on her name. Because she couldn’t deny that a large majority of people didn’t actually care about the truth.

They simply followed the crowd.

And joined in with the complaints.

In reality, they were simply bored and didn’t care who they were dealing with and how great their personality was.

“I will handle it.”

So, without even eating breakfast, Eric directly left home. After getting in the car, he instructed Luke, “Head to the p**ss release.”

Afterwards, he pulled out his phone and gave Old Quincey a phone call. His voice was stable without a trace of worry, “Either your son disappears or Star King will disappear.”

Old Quincey had only just found out what his b*astard son had done and understood that he had offended Eric quite badly. So, he wasn’t surprised to receive a phone call like this. Eric was forcing him to make a choice.

“Mr. Roberts…”

“If he steps out and says one more word, then both he and Star King will disappear together.”

Old Quincey shook with fear. Just as he was about to explain things, Eric had already hung up the phone. Eric immediately picked up his laptop, wrote out an official statement and sent it to Fletcher.

“Step one: Warn Star King.”

“Step two: Release the statement.”

“Step three: Hold a p**ss conference at 3pm and present the video evidence.”

“Step four: Another warning, but this time, it’s a warning to the outside world and the media: Before the day ends, I want them to clean up everything on the surface…”

As for himself, he was naturally going to do what he needed to do.

Fletcher didn’t dare to delay. He immediately ordered the legal team to contact Star King, warning them that if they didn’t control Eustace, Kaleidoscope would have no choice but to take on coercive measures.

“Kaleidoscope has made a move, they’ve already sent out a legal notice to Star King.”

“I have a feeling this Eustace has something wrong with his head. Does he think everyone’s stupid?”

“But, he still posted up the photo even though he knew he’d be defamed. Isn’t this a show of true love?”

“From what I see, this is merely two men fighting over a woman, how childish!”

“Poor Emma is being insulted by all the passersby who have no idea about the truth. If she steps out to explain, they will scold her; if she doesn’t step out to explain, they will still scold her. She’s in a pretty difficult position.”

“I’m still determined to support the ‘Miller-Roberts’ coupling. Mr. Roberts isn’t stupid; if Emma really did do something to betray him, he would have sent her away a long time ago. There would be no way that he’d continue to protect her.”

“Mr. Roberts…when will you step out to speak for Emma.”

This question from the fans was also the question Lisa wanted to ask. After witnessing Eustace further intensify the situation, she felt like she was about to explode from anger as she stormed over to Hyatt Regency.

“Emma…”

“I know what you want to say. However, I trust in Eric,” Emma replied as she held a book in her hands. “I know what he plans on doing. I know better than anyone how much thought he has put into it.”

Because Eric knew better than anyone; this time, he had to personally speak up.

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