Business Tycoon Pursues His Wife Wholeheartedly

Early the next morning, Cindy was still asleep when her phone rang non-stop.

She was dizzy from the rain last night, and opened her eyes to look at the messages and missed calls on the screen.

“Cindy, don’t sleep, your affair with Linda is reported by the paparazzi.”

“Don’t go out for the next few days, let me know if you need anything, I’ll pick you up.”

“See the message back.”

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Cindy looked at the missed calls and a few more debt collection calls.

Cindy dropped the phone, covered her head, and tried to get back to sleep.

But the phone rang again.

The sound of vibrating pressed against the quilt, Cindy annoyed to take the phone, did not even look at the number, directly yelled, “Are you done? I don’t have any money! I’ll pay it back when I have money.”

There was a moment of silence.

Then a cold, deep voice came through the microphone.

“If you’re short of money, I can find you a job.”

“Eric?”

Cindy woke up in a flash, took out her phone and looked at it again incredulously, this early in the morning, the person who called her was actually him.

The time pointed to 7:05.

Cindy picked up the phone, “No need, goodbye.”

Without waiting for him to speak again, the call had already hung up.

On the other side, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving behind a long figure, Eric glanced coldly at the hung-up phone, clutching it tightly.

This woman is always stubborn.

Thinking about Cindy’s tone on the phone, the man’s temples popped, the morning mood was all ruined.

He picked up his jacket and took the president’s elevator directly downstairs. The door of the business car opened and Tom came up with Arthur, “We’re all set, and this project will definitely satisfy the partner.”

Their goal is to take this S-class project.

Eric’s face was dark, “Drive.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Tom touched Arthur in surprise, “What’s going on? Wasn’t he fine when he came out this morning? Did Linda mess with him again?”

“I don’t know.”

Arthur inclined his head to look behind.

Tom was bored and leaning over to check his phone.

He tapped on the hot news and sat up straight in shock, “Eric, have you seen the news?

Cindy hit Linda!”

Eric had little reaction and mumbled indifferently.

“Do you want me to get someone to fix it?”

Eric raised his eyes, “How do you want to solve it?”

“Of course, I’m looking for someone … no, not to solve it, I’m just talking about it.” Tom said halfway through, was scared by Eric’s cold gaze.

The security camera footage at the time was clear. Although Cindy pushed Linda and teased her, she did not cut her with a sharp blade, nor did she hurt the baby in her belly.

Linda took the opportunity to trample herself and deliberately slander Cindy.

Inside the Bright Stars Studio dressing room.

Linda had just done her hair and eagerly turned on her phone to see what her fans and passersby had cursed Cindy into.

But the truth blew her mind.

Only a very small number of people were scolding Cindy, and more people were surprisingly concerned about how she, Linda, could be pregnant and go to that kind of dinner party.

There were even people who laughed at her for being made to look like that by Cindy.

“Damn it! It must be Noman who helped her buy the paid posters.”

Linda wrinkled her brow and cursed in the dressing room, “That bitch, she’s ruining my image!”

She called Eric again and he didn’t answer.

She had to dial Assistant Brown’s number again.

But before she could speak, Assistant Brown’s voice came over the line, “Miss Kelly, Mr. Miller has already boarded his flight and is not available to talk.”

“He’s away on business again? Why didn’t you tell me!”

Linda’s heart was on fire, she couldn’t think carefully, she said directly, “You tell Eric, Cindy, her beating me was exposed by the paparazzi, I’m having a hard time inside, my belly hurts!”

“Miss Kelly, Mr. Miller already knows, he hopes that you can rest in peace and do not go out to show your face. That fashion week, you should not participate in it either.”

“What?” Linda’s face was instantly ugly.

“Now the media reporters are making a lot of noise, Mr. Miller is not convenient to interfere, I hope Miss Kelly can be careful with your words and don’t give Mr. Miller any trouble, that’s all.”

Assistant Brown was just relaying Eric’s meaning.

But Linda almost exploded with anger after hearing these words.

If it weren’t for Cindy, she’d have moved into the Miller house by now.

There was a disconnect on the phone and Linda finally realized what was going on.

Eric was mad at her!

Linda gritted her teeth to death, “Why did you get out of jail and why did you show up for Eric.”

Linda opened her cell phone contacts and at the bottom there was a number named X. It was a friend she had met before she started out.

Now it is a famous minor leader in the mob.

As she remembered, the Scott’s still owed a lot of debt, right?

Linda smiled delicately and dialed the number, “Jimmy, it’s me, Linda.”

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Assistant Brown put down the phone and also instantly reported to Eric what had happened.

The man raised his hand somewhat tiredly, “You handled it well.”

Assistant Brown nodded slightly and quietly exited the business class.

The plane slowly glided forward.

Eric leaned back, closed his eyes, hand clenched the armrest of the seat.

Eric leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and clenched his hand on the armrest of the seat.

The sound of breathing gradually increased.

Since his parents’ accident, he would feel his heart hard and have the illusion of suffocation at the moment of such takeoff and rapid lift-off of the plane.

Every time he traveled, he had to push through by willpower.

The psychiatrist said it was PTSD.

In his mind he was unwilling to accept the fact that his parents had died.

“Passengers, the plane has been put into smooth flight.”

Eric opened his eyes again, his forehead faintly showing some fine sweat.

His eyes were cold.

This was what the Scott family had brought him, a lifetime of pain that he couldn’t get rid of.

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