"We are no strangers to Ms. Thompson''smendable character. If my brother was such a scumbag,


    do you think Ms. Thompson would operate on him? Wouldn''t that make her a silent aplice?"


    James'' carefully worded statement caused tensions to rise.


    The Iverson brothers were cut from the same cloth. Charles was beyond redemption right from the


    start, and the whole world was aware that he was not a good man. Instead of apologizing for his


    brother''s bac behavior, James tried to help Charles get away with it. It did not matter how the world saw


    James.


    However, Be was a different story.


    By making the surgery public in a delicate moment, James was hinting that Be was on the Iversons''


    side.


    James nted doubt in the public''s minds. Though Be had her moments, she stood by the Iversons


    when it counted.


    "The incident with my brother has taken up a lot of public resources. I''d like to apologize to everybody


    on behalf of him and the Iverson group."


    James hunched over. "With the public and all sectors as our witnesses, we will be strict on ourselves to


    lead by example."


    The news came to an abrupt end.


    Be scowled hard.


    "Damn it! James is the son of a bitch! He''s so desperate to name the young madam as aplicit."


    The overwhelming emotions maden''s voice tremble and his eyes turn red-rimmed.


    Sure, Be was not happy. However, she was a lot calmer than before.


    Her man was not having it, though.


    Justin''s grip on her hand was icy to the touch. Be could even feel his gradually tightening hold and


    veins creeping on the back of his hand.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    They were the same type of people.


    It was no big deal when it came to matters involving themselves.


    However, they could not stand


    troubles came in the way of the people they cared for. S


    if


    Be looked up at Justin''s grimace. His heaving chest would brush against her back when he took


    breaths.


    His prolonged silence was a telltale sign of his growing anger.


    "Don''t be mad, Justin. It''s not worth it."


    Be gave his hand a squeeze and consoled him softly, "He''s just a bastard. He can do his worst, but


    he''s all bark and no bite.


    "I don''t care about him at all, so don''t let him get to you."


    "How can I not? I''m not heartless!"


    Justin hyperventted, his fist in her soft grasp shaking. "I will make him pay. James will suffer a worse


    fate than Charles."


    "I think he deserves a good ass-whooping too, but we can''t lose ourposure over his taunting."


    Be ced her hands on his throbbing head with worry, giving him a gentle massage. "You know how


    bad your migraines can get. Being too emotional won''t do you any good. Even if you don''t care, you


    ought to think about me too."


    Even so, Justin could not keep a cool head when it came to Be.


    His logic was out the door in the face of love.


    "Young Madam, the public opinion doesn''t look favorable to you. I''m guessing James has hired inte


    trolls. Han scrolled through the meanments, his fingers nearly puncturing the mobile screen.


    "Get the PR team on it," Justinmanded.