<b>10:48 </b>Sat<b>, </b><b>23 </b><b>Mar </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>91 </b>
“Sophia! <b>Wait </b>a moment!”
“Miss Miller<b>, </b><b>what </b>do you have to <b>say </b>about the recent headlines<b>?</b><b>” </b>
<b>“</b><b>Is it </b>true that you are carrying Dante Crawford’s love child?”
“Sophia! Sophia! How <b>has </b>the past few weeks affected yourpany?”
“Did Scott Vanderbilt choose to be an investor for other reasons<b>?</b><b>” </b>
These questions were thrown at me as <b>I </b>kept my head down, my face utterly nk, and my jaw firmly set <b>as </b>I rushed through the pestering mob and in to the office building where security had taken care of the rest.
I had known better now than to ever have grace for these individuals let alone pause and given them the time of day. It was a huge mistake trying to speak to them before and it had onlynded me in to far more greater of a problem than <b>I </b>had ever imagined.
Instead of being appreciative of my kindness and share the truth that I had spoken, their papers had twisted every word I had said. Trying to speak to them did not have any where close to the desired effect that Lucy had suggested it would.
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I made my way over to the elevator and jabbed the metal button a little too hard then was necessary but I didn’t care. I was far too irritated with walking in and out of here with those low life’s being nothing more than a shameless disturbance.
When I stepped out of the elevator I saw Lucy shrink in her seat behind her desk and I shot her a hard look.
“I’m sure you’re aware of the disaster your little suggestion has caused.” I said to her and she shrugged sheepishly.
“Sophia, I am so sorry. I didn’t know it would turn out like this. I thought speaking to them would help clear the air and end the rumours but these idiots are
cunning.” Lucy’s own anger with the situation made itself known.
I sighed and waved it away. “It’s fine. It isn’t like you knew the reality of these people.” I spat out in disgust.
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“I definitely didn’t but it <b>exins </b>why Mr Crawford has chosen <b>not </b><b>to </b><b>say </b><b>so </b>much <b>as </b><b>a </b>word to them.” She <b>said </b>and the mention of Dante made me realise just how weird it had felt not seeing him <b>so </b>so many days.
Dante <b>was </b>ying it safe and his n of action was to ignore the paparazzi until they grew bored and moved on with their lives<b>. </b>It <b>was </b>difficult to imagine such a thing at present considering how persistent they were proving to be by now.
<b>“</b><b>I </b>suppose so.” My response had been dry since I was distracted by the raised voices outside of the building <b>as </b>security tried to shoo the paps away.
At this rate, I might as well stay at home until they leave me alone. Huh, I don’t know why I hadn’t thought about that before. Hayley was in such a mood because Dante had been away and I was not about to exin to her what exactly was going on because it was all tooplicated for a child to be a part of.
“Anyways, what’s the agenda looking like today?” I asked as <b>I </b>shrugged of my bag from my arm.
“Several investors and BOD are asking for a meeting. This new stir doesn’t bode well for thepany’s image and they all seem to share the exact same concern.” Lucy exined and I grit my teeth together.
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I should have known they would point with these crazy headlines basically making its rounds every where.
“Did you schedule a meeting already?” I hope she didn’t because I was no where near being ready to exin to the subordinates the details of what was going on right now.
Lucy shook her head. “No, not yet. I knew better than to schedule this specific one before consulting with you.” She said in a matter of fact tone and nodded curtly at her conveying my approval.
With that, I headed in to my office and, after discarding my bag and coat, plopped down behind my desk and logged into myputer. I checked my emails and there were several with the bulk of them being from investors. Some of them enquired about what the hell had been going on but using more professional vocabry whilst others insisted on a meeting to be held as soon as possible.
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Ugh! This was going to be one tough clean up but it had to be done but in order for me to do this <b>I </b>would need to <b>speak </b>to Dante and Scott to make sure <b>that </b>we were all three on the same page and out stories matched. If the three of <b>us </b>speak the truth<b>, </b>which is that none of these rumours are true and are just that <b>se </b>usations, then it would all be as <b>easy </b><b>as </b><b>cake </b>to fix.
On the flip side, if some one like Scott decided to take revenge for humiliation now then it would prove to be a bit more challenging than we can imagine.
I hadn’t seen let alone spoken to Scott since the event and he had been awfully quiet but the paparazzi had not been bothering him at all which hade as <b>a </b>surprise but good for him. However, I could only assume that he didn’t want to be dragged majorly in all of this any more than he already had been.
With a deep inhale, I cracked my knuckles thenposed a new email to Scott exining the situation and subtly asking for his cooperation with out being too direct. I sent the email of and could only hope for his shared assistance because he, too, could be a bit trying at times.
I don’t think five minutes had past after I had sent that email before my phone had began to ring. After reaching for the buzzing phone, I noticed Scott’s number sh across the screen and I instantly answered and pressed the phone to my ear.
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