With a loud bang, Be mmed the door to the bathroom. She
stormed in and plopped down on the toilet seat.
She bit her lip as she scrolled through Twitter, sweating bullets as she
read thements.
[LOL! I knew it! Men are such lying and cheating bastards! Rumor has
it that Justin Salvador is having a hot affair with Be Thompson. He has repeatedly stepped up to
defend her, but now he’s sleeping with Zoe Hoffman. What a jerk!]
[Justin Salvador is truly the scumbag of the century!]
[What total bullshit! Justin is trying to marry into Be’s rich family. He’s aiming to be the son-inw of a
trillion-dor family! If he ends
up with Be, that would mean the merger of the Salvador and
Thompson empires. With Wyatt Thompson as his father-inw, Justin would be untouchable in the
country!]
[Huh? Why would Justin be so desperate to chase after Be? He’s
worth billions himself…]
[Well, you sound pretty naive. Who wouldn’t want more money?]
Be’s heart sank as she covered her chest, unable to contain the
pain of her broken heart.
[But seriously, Zoe’s like a twig. How can shepete with Ms. Thompson? Zoe is not even as pretty
as Rosalind Gold. Why is Justin so hung up on her?]
[Zoe’s a musical prodigy! Maybe Justin just likes that artistic touch. Didn’t Rosalinde off as fake
anyway?]
At that moment, Asher’s call came through. After several rings, Be
managed to gather her scattered thoughts and answer the call.
“Be? Be? Are you there?” Asher’s voice was filled with concern.
“Hey, Ash,” Be replied softly.
“Be, where are you right now?”
“In Savrow,” Be replied weakly,cking the strength to say more.
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“Be, you must have heard about Justin’s scandal, right?” Asher asked cautiously.
“Yes.”
“Feeling down about it?” Asher probed.
“No. He’s moved on. Why should I feel down?” Be chuckled lightly, her eyes red with tears.
“Zoe is Ryan’s sister. If they get together, that’s even better. With the support of the Hoffman family,
Justin’s future path will be smooth.”
Asher’s voice grew heavy. “Be, I want to hear what’s really on your
mind.”
“This is what’s on my mind.” Be clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles hurt.
“You’ve been married to Justin for three years. Based on your
understanding of this man, do you think he would do something like
this? Is he the kind of man who can’t control his urges?”
Asher brought up a valid point.
“If he were a lustful man, he would likely have a child with Rosalind by now. Isn’t it strange that he
never made advances toward anyone during your three years of marriage? Something doesn’t add up.
Also, I found out that there were quite a few reporters stationed outside the hotel room at the time. It’s
as if they knew in advance what would happen and were waiting there. It feels like a setup, doesn’t it,
Be?”
Be’s dark eyes trembled slightly, but she remained coldlyposed. “Even if it’s a setup, it’s his
decision whether he falls for it. Zoe wouldn’t be able to drag him into the hotel room if he turned a -blind
eye to whatever trap Zoe set up for him. Then those reporters
wouldn’t have captured anything.”
Asher fell silent.
“Justin gave them the opportunity to capture this scene. Otherwise, none of this would have
happened.”
Be’s expression turned solemn, and her lips curled in a cold smirk. ” Well, it seems like Zoe’s efforts
weren’t in vain.”
“Be, I think you should listen to Justin’s side of the story,” Asher
suggested.
“There’s no need for that anymore, Ash.”
Be’s throat tightened. Her gaze was distant and deste. “Justin and I have long been divorced.
Whoever he chooses to be with is his own business. I have no right to interfere.”
With that, she ended the call.
Not even two seconds passed before another call came in.
It was from Justin.