Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the basement of Rachel's apartment.
She unbuckled her seat belt, and before getting off she looked at Alan reluctantly. "Mr. Alan, thank you for sending me back ..."
"You're welcome. There's a regular meeting tomorrow morning, don't be late."
Hearing Alan's voice, Rachel's mind seemed to fly to heaven.
His reminder seemed to show his concern for her.
She nodded seriously and reassured him. "Sir, don't worry, I'll come at the earliest!"
"Alright, go back to your room."
"Be careful."
They bid their goodbye then Rachel walked to the entrance quietly.
Moments before she reached the doorknob, she looked back and saw that Alan's car remained in the same place. For a moment, she wanted to run back to him and tell him about her heart.
Even though the impulse was only for a moment, Rachel managed to restrain herself.
The driver's window then slowly lowered in half, the man lifted his chin toward the door. "Come on in quickly, it's getting cold outside."
Still, Rachel felt her whole body getting hot.
She thought that no woman could resist such kindness.
Although Alan did not say it directly, he managed to make Rachel feel like he liked her.
Rachel did not open the door to the entrance, as if she was waiting for the impossible.
The dark and cool night, she stood still in place for a few seconds.
She did not know how she got to the door, but after a few minutes, she found that she was sitting in the living room of her apartment.
Rachel couldn't help but remember that moment when she looked back at Alan's face, she was literally blown away by the figure of her boss.
Downstairs, when Alan started the car, his smile was gradually replaced by a sneer.
He took out his cell phone, called someone, and when the call connected, he said, "Where are you? I'll pick you up. Chris is coming back to the old house tonight. Something's happened. I need to discuss it with you!"
...
The next day at ten in the morning, the live video of the press conference broke the internet once again.
In less than ten minutes, a number of topics related to Lilia had swept to the front page.
The press conference was held in the conference hall.
The identity of the host is unclear, but the woman sitting in front of the camera crying has a very familiar face.
Sylvia Pangestu!
At the same time, Lilia arrived at Gaia Entertainment.
She was sitting in Harold's office, watching the press conference live on the iPad screen. Her beautiful face looked cold and sarcastic.
"Is she crazy?" Harold's hand tightly pinched the edge of the table. When he listened to the complaints on the live broadcast, he suddenly had the urge to want to kill.
Lilia leaned back on her chair, looking at the video nonchalantly. "Calm down, you're not the only one who wants to say she's crazy."
At this moment, Sylvia was sitting pale in front of a long row of tables, with three microphones in front of her.
She holds a tissue in her hand, wipes her tears with a choked voice and said, "I really can't help it. Today I sit here to explain to everyone. Our family has been raising Lilia for 24 years, but because she married into a rich family, she broke her relationship with us. It's sad..."
Sylvia was crying sadly while wiping the tears on her face.
Seeing this scene, Harold licked his back teeth. "Is she the trump card you said?"
Lilia smiled, but she didn't answer.
She was really waiting for that woman to appear.
Since the person behind this could tell that Robert was sick, how could she not let Sylvia take the role?
Someone as prideful as her might have received "help" from others after going through the changes in the Pangestu family.
That's why she was willing to show herself in the conference hall and let the media witness this moment.
Now, the entire network is blown up.
Netizens denounce Lilia as an ungrateful child, how cruel would it be for the supermodel to allow her adoptive mother to sit in front of the camera to seek justice?
The comment sections were very hot.
Under this topic, the discussion has already exceeded one million users.
This is just the drama of a daughter and mother.
Right now, only a handful of Lilia's fans questioned the truth while most people just follow the topic.
In the video, Sylvia wiped her tears with a tissue.
Below the stage, the media crew raised their hands and asked, "Ma'am, why did Lilia cut ties with you?"
The questions were repeated several times.
When Lilia married into a rich family, she ended up cutting ties with the Pangestu family. What could this mean?
The journalists were calm, at least they didn't add fuel to the fire.
In fact, many entertainment media received news last night that there would be a special press conference today.
'If you want to get hands-on information, you have to arrive early to be on the front row,' or so the news said.
They didn't believe it at first, but someone asked the conference hall's manager and learned that the building had been rented for the press conference.
In this way, nearly 30 media and newspaper journalists attended today.
This mother and child drama is very eye-catching indeed.
Harold couldn't help turning the video volume down. Even Sylvia's chattering voice was hard to hear.
At this point, Joe came into the room gasping for breath.
He doesn't even drink. He walked over to his desk and said, "Have you seen the video conference?"
As his words fell, he saw that Lilia and Harold's eyes were already on the tablet.
He gave her a sharp look and sneered, "Lilia, is she really your mother?"
"Not!" Harold took the lead in denial.
Lilia wasn't angry but smiled instead, "To be exact, she's my foster mother!"
Joe moved his mouth but fell silent.
Harold took out his cell phone and looked at the news on the Internet. "The document you gave me... I have requested the official Gaia account to send it now."
"There's no need to rush!" Lilia stopped him.
Harold took a deep breath. "Isn't this urgent? You will be attacked if you don't prevent it!"
Lilia casually held her cellphone, her eyes flashed a cold grin. "If you send it now, things won't get better at all."
At first, Harold thought their opponent would post the audio or video on the internet, but he didn't expect them to hold a press conference. No matter what Lilia and the others said, it would be a waste in the current situation.
Harold pursed his lips, but his face looked dignified.
Because what Lilia said was the truth.
Joe clenched his teeth and asked, "What are your plans? If you don't ask the PR team to handle it, it might damage your reputation. Lilia, this isn't the time for fun."
Hearing this, Lilia's eyes turned back to the screen. "That woman can never destroy my reputation!"
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