Task NO.1: How To Pursue Miss CEO

Chapter 273 If Selena Yard Dies

For the first time, Meredith felt panicked, so she could only leave hastily with Joaquin. When she left, she subconsciously glanced over her shoulder at Jameson’s tombstone, only to see that he was again wearing a creepy smile in his photo. Her head swiftly snapped back, and she dared not look at it again.

Meanwhile, in the president’s office in Empire Group, Pierre had his cell phone in hand, the screen displaying Selena’s phone number. He wanted to call and listen to her voice besides inquiring about Juniper, but in the end, he didn’t press the button. It’ll be better for her if I keep my distance.

At this time, Niall knocked on the door and walked in. “President Fowler, Young Master Jojo has been driven over to meet up with Miss Yard.”

“Okay.” Pierre initially hadn’t intended to go, but thinking that Meredith was immersed in the pain of losing her son, he decided to allow her more interaction with Joaquin as a form of consolation.

the judges actually selected Jude Knight as the best actress for Silver Fox Awards this time, but you forcefully intervened

nor did he have any feelings for her, they still shared two children in common, so he had to give his children’s biological

also a video of her acceptance speech, and many media outlets were speculating that her ‘other half’ was Pierre. After all, Meredith seldom had rumors with anyone ever since she entered the entertainment industry. The only one with whom she’d been rumored was Pierre, and there was even news that they were going to get married back then. “Should we

to me. All of a sudden, his heart jolted. His head abruptly snapped up, and he stared at Niall. “If Selena Yard dies or is imprisoned, who do you think will benefit

difficult for me. “I’m not quite certain. Miss Selena Yard has a net worth of a few billion, so she must have quite a number of enemies. Perhaps someone wanted to prevent Miss Yard from collaborating with the Fowler Family?” Even if that’s the case, they didn’t need to kill a child to

her from being with me,” Pierre murmured slowly. In the next instance, he shook his head. “No, this is impossible. She’s his biological mother,

the kitchen were turned on, and a fragrant aroma wafted out from time to time. He sat down on the