Chapter 271 – My Accidental Bride Is a Fashion Circle Queen Novel

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Blossom Media Studio. Editor Benedict’s office.

The phone from Charlene that had been sent to get unlocked was finally returned to Editor Benedict in the evening.

Most of the photos were from the battle bet**en Emma and Manni on the night of the celebration dinner.

But, he still disliked the fact that Emma played around with men while acting innocent…

Thinking of this, Editor Benedict continued to scroll down. To his pleasant surprise, he actually came across some relatively intimate photos of Emma and Eric. Especially those that showed Emma clinging to Eric’s arm when she was drunk and Eric carrying Emma on his back at the celebration dinner.

“She sure has good methods,” Editor Benedict sneered.

Today was the day that news was spreading rapidly about Eric being gay. If these photos were to be released today, the rumors would collapse on itself. After all, they appeared so intimate in the photos. If someone was to say that they weren’t a couple, no one would believe it. But, for now, he wasn’t going to reveal it.

Finally, he retrieved some evidence…

Emma, the day of your destruction isn’t far.

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7pm, Caesar Hotel.

Jordyn had agreed to a blind date. To show her determination to get rid of her past, she appeared at the hotel well-dressed. Her look did not disappoint in comparison to when she appeared at awards ceremonies.

After arriving at the VIP booth, Jordyn saw the other party had already arrived. Jordyn looked down at her watch; this French man was quite diligent with time.

Over the years that she spent in the industry, she had become well-versed in multiple languages. So, communication bet**en the two wasn’t a problem. Seeing the man was such a gentleman, Jordyn couldn’t bear to let him waste his time, so she straightforwardly explained her background and past to him.

The man listened intently. Every now and then he would react with a gasp, but never did he look down on her. Jordyn finally felt relieved.

This French man was named Brott. He was a regional President of some jewelry company. He was gentlemanly and successful, but was yet to get married.

Jordyn was imp**ssed with the man’s performance and was pleased with his appearance.

The two continued to chat in the hotel for 3-4 hours before Brott escorted Jordyn home like a gentleman.

Jordyn felt they were quite comfortable together and immediately gave Emma a phone call to report everything that happened on the date.

“He didn’t care about my past at all and we had no problems communicating. I feel we were quite comfortable together. I was really happy with it.”

“Only comfortable?” for some reason, Emma felt there was something wrong with Jordyn’s reaction.

Comfortable…

Two people couldn’t spend a lifetime together based purely on comfort – because all love was built on mutual adoration. Could it be that Jordyn hadn’t met many men like this and was feeling a little inferior? In other words, did she think of herself as a pair of broken shoes? Did she have no courage to face her own people so she decided to marry a foreigner and migrate?

“We will get to know each other better in time,” Jordyn replied cheerily. “I have a feeling Brott will turn out to be an amazing man.”

So, Fletcher isn’t? Emma thought.

“Regardless of everything, I have already decided that we get along well enough. I will aim to get married mid-year next year and then have a child by the end of next year,” Jordyn already planned out her future. Did she really not consider Fletcher at all?

“Fine then. Give it a try. If things don’t work out, get out of there as soon as possible!”

“OK. By the way, what’s up with Eustace? Is he defaming Mr. Roberts?”

“Did you think Mr. Roberts would just sit around and let him defame him?” Emma replied nonchalantly. Only in front of Jordyn could she act casually. “Don’t worry about us, just worry about yourself. Don’t make a stupid mistake again.”

Jordyn nodded her head seriously. But after she hung up the phone, she leaned against the wall and slowly lowered her body.

She couldn’t figure out why she still felt lonely.

In order to welcome her rebirth, Jordyn requested to jump back into work. So, the next day, she returned to the agency with her manager and met with Fletcher; picking up the work she had left off.

At this time, Brott specifically rang her and invited her to lunch. As Jordyn felt the timing was right, she instructed him to wait for her in the parking lot.

When facing Fletcher, Jordyn acted like usual; there was only business bet**en them, so they quickly came to an agreement. After they were done, Fletcher stood up from his seat, ready to leave, “Where are you going? Let me drive you.”

“No need, someone is coming to pick me up,” Jordyn replied politely.

The two headed for the underground parking lot together and got out on the same level. As Fletcher went to open his car door, he spotted Jordyn boarding the car of a foreigner.

Fletcher froze before realizing who the man was.

“Brott?”

Without a second thought, Fletcher rushed over to the car and pulled Jordyn out.

“Fletcher? What are you doing?”

Fletcher dragged her to his car and forced her aboard, ignoring Brott’s yelling as he left with Jordyn.

“Give me an explanation,” Jordyn slightly turned her body and spoke with a cold tone.

Fletcher had a dark exp**ssion. After driving the car to a quiet spot, he calmed himself down and finally asked, “How do you know Brott?”

Jordyn was also surprised that Fletcher knew Brott. Her curiosity suddenly overtook her anger as she replied, “An old classmate introduced us…”

“Do you have a brain? Your friend deliberately tricked you. Jordyn, you aren’t a child anymore, can you be a bit more cluey? Do you know how famous Brott is in the Gay social circles?” Fletcher asked in disappointment. Jordyn was speechless.

“When can you start having a better eye for men?”

“At least I’m not like you. I don’t go around helping one person and supporting another,” Jordyn was so angered she subconsciously blurted her innermost thoughts.

Fletcher froze…

Jordyn realized she had said something she shouldn’t. She quickly shut her mouth and looked out the window.

In the end, Fletcher gave up first and restarted the car, “Let me take you home.”

“I just want to find someone that doesn’t look down on me…” Jordyn’s eyes began to redden. “So what if I’m an international supermodel? In other people’s eyes, I am merely a pair of worn out broken shoes.”

“The human body isn’t as important as you think, just because you think of yourself as a pair of broken shoes, doesn’t mean everyone else does.”

“Then if you were me, would you want you?” Jordyn turned around and asked emotionally. After asking, she felt she had been too impulsive.

Sometimes, when faced with love, she would lose all common sense. No matter how many times she got taught a lesson, she would not learn from her mistakes.

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