Viola licked her dry lips and revealed a smile that was even uglier than crying. "Mr. Chu, I have to admit that I did it, but I did it because someone told me that I am at most an accomplice."
By now, she had known that the reason why he had behaved like this today was to get back at her.
A flame of fury burnt in Maynard's eyes but he laughed. He walked up to her and pulled her hair, saying, "You're a stubborn and unrepentant man before death. It seems that you really want to starve yourself for a few days."
A sharp pain came from the hair behind her head. She frowned with pain and said, "You are abusing and imprisoning me. I'm going to sue you!" Maynard didn't seem to care about that at all. He leaned towards her and whispered to her, "Reporter Qi, what you did is an invasion of other people's privacy."
Viola trembled a little. She had to accept the failure, thought about the possible consequences and finally made a compromise. "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry. Is that all right?"
Maynard loosened his grip on her hair and bit her ear gently. "I'm not satisfied with that. Since that is to apologize, you should act like an apology."
Viola subconsciously moved to the side and hid. She was confused. " I don't understand. Can I kneel down and kowtow to you? "
A cold smile played at the corners of Maynard's mouth. "If you want me to let you go, you have to admit in front of all the reporters tomorrow morning that you're an anthomaniac and that you've been secretly in love with me for five years," he said
Grief came over her.
She begged pitifully, "Mr. Chu, this is too ferocious. Can you change a milder way?"
Maynard looked at her, walked over to the original chair on the opposite and sat down. "The other way is to compensate me with ten million dollars for my reputation loss. Is this mild enough?"
Viola shook her head, then nodded, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, can you offer me a way that doesn't harm people or money?"
The little woman in her heart cried and bit the handkerchief. She was now in a poor condition and she was too poor to take out the money. "Reporter Qi, you don't want to abuse yourself in front of reporters, and you don't want to pay for it......" Hearing that, the corners of Maynard's eyes lifted slightly. With a finger of his right hand on the table, he asked, "Are you kidding me?"
Viola sensed a strong aura of danger coming from him, so she just became obstinate and said: "So what? Maynard, if you can, just starve me to death."
The smile at the corners of Maynard's mouth didn't reduce but increased instead.
She had a empty stomach, and fainted because of overwork recently.
Next morning, when Viola woke up, she suddenly sat up from her bed.
Her eyes wandered for a while, but soon returned to normal.
Noticing that there was a soft bed under her and the thin quilt, she looked around.
After confirming that she was lying on the bed in the hotel, she found that the rope on her hands was untied somehow.
If it were not for the mark left by the rope on her wrist, she would think that everything that happened last night was just a dream.
She uncovered the quilt and walked into the bathroom. Maynard was no longer in the room.
She heaved a sigh of relief slowly and wiped the sweat off her forehead. She wondered if Maynard had let her go because she had been so pitiful.
At the same time, she thought about what she had done.
Biting her finger in a complicated mood, she tried her best to figure out a solution.
There was a knock on the door.
Viola was surprised. She ran to the door and saw a female attendant through the cat's eye. She patted her heart and turned the door knob to open it.
"Miss, please enjoy the breakfast that Mr. Chu has ordered for you."
A waitress in the hotel pushed a serving cart in with a freshly cooked millet porridge.
From last night when she was hungry to now, she was so excited to see the food.
After rubbing her hair into a chicken nest, she began to consider how to send the host the blades.
Right at this moment, a new phone rang on the table.
Viola raised her hand and fumbled for a while before finally picking up the phone. "Hello..."
At the other end of the line, a voice that was as loud as a steel mace came through. She said, "Viola, you're such a useless woman. Since you can't even keep a watch on Maynard, I have viewed you as my enemy now!"
Her sudden loud voice made her eardrum hurt. She quickly took the phone a little further.
"Can you get to the point?"
"Yes, yes. Yesenia is a powerful opponent. She is hard to deal with. How about we two work together to make her leave Maynard first? Then we can fight later." It was a sharp voice.
Viola was shocked by what she said and rolled her eyes at her. She didn't think she would like self-centered people like Maynard.
She pinched the phone up and answered, "Hi, my dear. This is an Internet store, not Miss Qi. You dialed the wrong number." Then she hung up the phone mercilessly.
Viola suddenly slapped her forehead. "Right, they are busy with flirting. I'm silly if I don't seize the opportunity to escape!"
She opened the door and stuck her head out, trying to run away after confirming that there was nothing wrong.
"Viola!" Molly, who had already arrived at the door of the restaurant, grasped her hand and pulled her face out of anger. "You're good at pretending. No wonder coco is in a food lover's hands!"
Realizing that her trick had been uncovered, a smile appeared on her face, which was uglier than crying, and she tried to change the topic. "You'd better ask me, who is the other girl?"
"It's Yesenia!" She let go of her and looked at her, regretting that Viola hadn't lived up to her expectations. "Viola, you always deal with me in different ways. Why other girl steals Maynard's heart?"
Viola couldn't tell what was wrong.
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