President's Substitute Wife

It was a recording.

I downloaded it and listened to it. Marlin was talking to him about it.

Marlin was pretending to be miserable, “my mother’s life is almost over. She told me that if she can’t move in bed one day, she doesn’t want to live. She doesn’t want to live like this. I just respect her will.”

I clenched my fist!

He just wanted the money!

Now I had evidence. I wanted to make the most of it now!

What should I do?

Of course I had to have a press conference!

Once I had a press conference, Linda would know about it, and I had to ask Scott to help me.

I wanted to avoid Linda and not let her know in advance. I took a taxi to Scott’s media company.

Fortunately, the company didn’t need to register like the Giant group.

I went upstairs.

Scott was in a meeting. I waited for him outside. About half an hour later, Scott came back.

When he saw me, he froze and asked me, “Miss Jones, what can I do for you?”

I nodded.

Scott invited me to his office. I told him my intention and told him that I would hold a press conference early tomorrow morning.

Scott frowned. “I can help you, but have you discussed it with President Jessop?”

“I don’t want him to know.”

I said firmly.

I chose tomorrow to do it before Sean came back. If there

Scott didn’t dare to promise me.

I want to avoid Linda. I don’t want to cause trouble to anyone. You just need to tell me what to do. I’ll do it myself.”

it. He rummaged for a while and gave me a

I took the card and saw a name on it, Barbara. She was a manager.

It said Aohui PR below.

When I left, I reminded Scott again not

Scott was reluctant

company and immediately took a taxi to Aohui PR.

downstairs, I saw this magnificent PR company and immediately felt that it

the PR company, I explained my intention, and soon I

my age. She

I explained my intention to her and told

Barbara immediately gave me advice and told me what to do and what I needed. She

After that, she helped me to publish the news in their special media group.

When everything was done, I said goodbye to her and

the press conference was that Wesley had to testify in person.

I emailed Wesley and told him the time and place of tomorrow’s press conference. I said, “please make your choice.”

I knew he would understand.

“Happy broken pupa, gorgeous new impulse...”

No sooner had I finished sending Wesley a message than my cell phone rang. I looked down and

been

thinking about Wesley for a while and even forgotten about him.

up the phone and heard Sean’s concern, “have you had

I took a look at my watch. It was over

I should have had dinner. To keep him from worrying, I

“Where did you have dinner?”

cook

as I usually said.

“You’re lying

said decisively.

I was stunned. I didn’t think I have any flaws. I asked him, “how do you know?”

answer, “because I’m at the door. Open the door for me.”

I heard Sean, I