Chapter 211 A Strong Oppressive Aura
’What''s going on?
''Why would searching for ''Bianca Rayne'' be a vition of thew?''
While Bianca pondered over the question, her colleagues noticed a ck Bentley driving into the
courtyard with two equally extravagant cars following behind.
The cars raised a cloud of dust; they were on sandy, unpaved ground after all. However, the people
could not ignore the fact that the cars had consecutive te numbers.
The workers of T Corporation stood up in unison and discreetly put away their phones. They regarded
the people who had gotten out of the cars with the utmost seriousness.
Jason stepped out of the first car.
He walked directly toward Bianca.
Bianca stood up. She was still thinking about thements on the Inte when she heard Jason tell
her, "Boss wants you to go over, Ms. Rayne."
Bianca did not move.
''If Luke is in the car, why isn''t he getting out?'' "Don''t worry. It''s official business," Jason exined. He
seemed to understand Bianca''s reservations.
At that moment, Bianca noticed that two people stepped out from the third car parked in the courtyard.
They were from higher management.
The two managers went to look for Joe and another female colleague. After a brief discussion, the two
workers packed up theirptops and cameras and followed the managers into the car.
''It looks like Luke is really here for official business!
''It''s just that... it''s only been a few hours sincest night. Isn''t it exhausting for him to travel between A
City and the town to handle everyone?"
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"Give me a moment." Bianca packed up herptop as she replied to Jason.
A City.
Xavier was being pestered by Marie when his phone rang.
He nced at the phone number and picked up the call impatiently." What''s the matter?" "What else?
It''s the biggest news, of course!" Leia''s pampered voice was heard over the phone. "Did you find
someone to suppress the news? It happened so fast." "Suppress the news?” Xavier had just gotten out
of bed and did not know thetest developments.
"Right, the news is suppressed. Earlier, everyone on the Inte is talking about it, but you can''t even
find a word of it now. What else could it be, if not that some influential figure is actively suppressing it?
My agent even says that searching for your wife''s name results in a vition warning..."
That was how Leia concluded that someone must be suppressing the news.
However, she was not pleased that Bianca enjoyed a better treatment than her!
Xavier frowned harder and harder as he heard Leia speak. As he told Leia that he did not do anything
to suppress the news, he lit a cigarette and dragged on it impatiently.
"Is that... Leia Norman?" Marie tried to guess the other party''s identity from Xavier''s words.
Xavier''s impatience turned into stern anger. He pointed fiercely at Marie with the fingers holding the
cigarette. "Shut the hell up!"
Marie''s face turned pale from fright.
Leia did not care to whom Xavier was talking. She hung up after finding out that Xavier was not behind
the suppression.
A luxury RV drove into a heavily-guarded path that led to a mansion.
Before Leia got out of the vehicle, she turned around to stop her agent who was also preparing to get
out. "You don''t have toe in today, Bunny. I want to spend some time with my mother."
Bunny knew that she was unwee there. She lit a cigarette and waved at the driver, indicating that
they should leave the scene.
After the RV left, Leia stood in front of the door and tidied her appearance. She took off the high heels
that she wore on the journey, held them in one hand, and limped into the mansion barefoot.
Queenie was watching a talk show when she looked out of the window and noticed her daughter
limping. She quickly put her ss away and went to help her daughter. "What happened, Leia?"
"Nothing. I sprained my foot." Leia sat on the couch and lowered her head, seemingly in a lot of pain.
"The heels are too high. I ought to talk to your agent. You don''t have to be so hardworking at a press
conference. I know that you''re not used to wearing high heels. When you leave tonight, bring some t
shoes with you, ’ Queenie said pitifully.
"I miss you, Mom..." Leia suddenly sobbed. Her arms hugged around Queenie''s neck and she said
coyly.
Queenie stiffened. She patted Leia''s back and said, "You still act like a little girl. Isn''t your Mom here for
you? I saw the news earlier today. That''s the entertainment scene nowadays. If you''re tired, you can
alwayse home. You don''t have to be an actress." "But... that’s your dream. If you couldn''t achieve
it when you were young, let me fulfill it for you..." Leia said foolishly.
Queenie had no response to that.
She felt a pang of mncholy when she was reminded of past events.
Her dream was to be a drama actress that won des. However, before she could realize her
dream, she had met Jack Norman, her current husband from a military background. The Norman family
did not wish that their daughter-inw make public appearances.
She had to kill her dream of making it big in showbiz. Her next dream was to bear a child for her
husband, but then...
Fortunately, they adopted an obedient and intelligent child ten years ago. Ten yearster, Leia had
never let her mother down.
"Mom, all the news on the Inte has been blocked. Did Dad get someone to do it?" Leia was curious.
If Xavier did not do it, then it must have been her father.
Otherwise, no one else could have done it!
Jack Norman was a Provincial Committee Secretary. He had the authority to do so!
Queenie ordered the caretaker to rub some ointment on Leia''s ankle. Then, she spoke, "Your Dad is
still in a meeting in the Capital. I don''t think he knows about it yet."
Leia frowned. ''Then... who could it be?''
Leia lowered her head and hastily typed a message for Xavier.
[I won''t be at ease if I don''t know who ordered the suppression. Let me have a meeting with your wife
as soon as possible.]
Meanwhile, in the small town.
Jason led Bianca to the car. She shivered when she sat inside and felt an overbearing presence. She
put away herptop bag and stole a nce at the man sitting next to her.
Luke was sitting casually, dressed in an expensive bespoke suit. He did not wear a tie, which exposed
his sculpted corbones and alluring Adam''s apple.
She could not tell the man''s expression from his facial features. His thin lips were pressed in a straight
line.
''I guess he must have read the news too?’ Bianca thought.