My eyes welled up with tears. "I don''t need to..."
"Alright, alright."
Be chuckled and said, "Gregory''s trying to find a cure, so he might not have much time for you. How about I have you and Ramonae stay at Cloud Vis?"
Hearing this, my eyes grew hotter, and even my nose started to sting.
Even though the Myers family had wronged her, she was willing to take in Ramona and me to Cloud Vis for my sake.
And yet, I hadn''t even shared the big news of my pregnancy with her right away...Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
I shook my head repeatedly, "No need, Mom, Christine''sing to keep mepany. Plus, I don''t want you to put yourself out on my ount." "You," Be said upon hearing my refusal, but didn''t push further, "Well, once Ramona gets better, you shoulde and spend some quality time with me, alright?"
"Of course! I''ll stick around so much you''ll get tired of me and kick me out, but I still won''t leave."
Her voice was filled with affection, "I''ll hold you to that."
"Yes!" I couldn''t help but smile.
Just the thought of having a mom who adored me filled me with immense satisfaction and happiness.
Be reminded me, "During the first three months of pregnancy, you can''t be careless. No matter what, you have to take care of yourself. And don''t keep things bottled up inside. You must tell me or your uncle, understand?"
"Yes, I get it!"
I responded earnestly, sensing her relief before swiftly changing the subject, "By the way, Mom, have you seen ''Slow Life"?"
At the mention, Be''s voice grew slightly colder, "She''ll pay for what she''s done."
That exined it. No wonder the production team dared to expose Summer''s dark secrets; they must have gotten the green light from my mom. This would definitely stir up buzz and boost viewership. Why wouldn''t they?
Be''s tone softened as she continued, "Once this mess is sorted, I''ll arrange for your identity to be revealed. Let the world know who my daughter really is."
"Okay." I nodded. "I''ll follow your lead."
After hanging up, Christine leaned in, all mysterious, "Looks like our Jane''s about to be an inte sensation, huh?"
I yfully pped her, my smile helpless.
Christine arched an eyebrow, "With your influence, our Janedream is bound to boom even more. Going public might not be out of the question."
"I''m figuring, by then, I should be a billionaire, right?"
I had to burst her bubble, "That kind of money is pocket change to Dailey. Dreaming of hitting him with it is just that - a dream."
Christine was speechless.
At a high-end hotel.
The sound of something being smashedsted for quite a while.
The assistant stood at the entrance, not daring to go in.
After the program aired, she thought Be would intervene and the production team would im malicious editing to clear Summer''s name. But none of that happened.
The production team went silent, Be wasn''t answering her phone, and even Ivy was unreachable.
Now, the whole inte was bashing Summer, pushing her to the top of the trending searches.
But this kind of exposure, stripping away Summer''s innocent persona, was thest thing she wanted. After throwing a massive tantrum, wrecking what she could in the hotel room, she was furious.
"What are you still doing here?!" Summer was geared up to leave, her anger having no outlet.
The assistant, who was frankly fed up with Summer, was caught in the line of fire.
But, considering Summer was
Be''s daughter, she worried that maybe Be just hadn''t had the time to deal with the situation yet, or perhaps there was another n in motion.
She didn''t dare burn bridges with Summer just yet.
"It''s best you don''t go out now; the lobby''s swarming with reporters."
"What are the security guards for?!" Summer fumed.
How could a high-end hotel let reporters swarm in like that!
Summer was teetering on the edge of a breakdown, baffled by Be''s actions - not answering calls, not responding to the online uproar.
If this continued, her image would bepletely ruined!
"I think we should wait a bit longer. Maybe Ivy will sort it out soon."