Chapter 516


    Chapter 516 Lincoln’s Compelling Behavior


    Before Za came to her senses, countless reporters fushed to her from all directions. The busy


    expressway service area was overcrowded. Sharp questioning voices came from all directions… “Miss,


    do you have anything to say about being Miss Powell’spetitor?” “Is there anything of you


    comparable to that of Miss Powell, your identity or background?”


    “Did you know Mr. Nash’s identity a long time ago? Is that the reason you depended on him before he


    returned home? Is that your n?” Among the bustling crowd, Za saw Jasmine standing in the


    lounge. Jasmine was holding a cup of coffee behind the ss and watching the show. Za


    understood everything. It turned out that Jasmine had been quiet all the way and was waiting for Za


    there.


    The reporters kept asking questions, and shes kept shing. Someone was even crazy enough to


    put the camera before Za’s face.


    Za knew that Jasmine was expecting her to show dissatisfaction and anger. However, Za couldn’t


    answer the questions.


    It was not because the questions were sharp. No matter how perfectly Za answered, she would be


    misinterpreted. Za clenched her fists tightly and came up with the best way to solve the problem. It


    was to fall in a faint. Za staggered and was about to carry out her n.


    Suddenly, someone showed up in the crowd. He held Za’s waist and pulled her into his arms. Za


    smelled the familiar and refreshing breath. Za looked up at the handsome and angr face. At that


    moment, he was solemn.


    He looked at everyone gloomily. Suddenly, the shing lights stopped. The reporters with harsh and


    tricky questions also fell silent in fear. All the reporters pushed others forward and stepped backward


    crazily. Lincoln held Za and lowered his head to kiss her. It was just a soft kiss to perfection.


    “I have given you the answer you need.” Lincoln continued coldly, “It is up to you whether to report it.”


    With that, Lincoln held Za’s hand and led her toward the lounge. What Lincoln had done was


    compelling. Everyone had to profess their admiration for him.


    The reporters kept asking sharp questions, but Lincoln answered them in the simplest way and even


    threw a question back to them. To report or not to report. It was a question. Before thinking about the


    question, the reporters had to think about another question. If they reported it, could they be alive?


    Za looked up at Lincoln’s stalwart back. He was delicate and manly. Za was proud of her gigolo.


    Every time Lincoln strode forward, Za had to run to keep up with him. Lincoln also realized that. He


    chuckled and slowed down.


    “Your legs are not long enough.” Lincoln looked back at Za, and his brooding eyes were full of


    laughter.


    Za was stunned and looked down at her legs. Were they short? Anyway, she was 5 feet 7 inches.


    However,pared to his, they were not long enough. Za thought about it again.


    It was not right, How could a gigolo say that? Za got angry. She withdrew her hand. “My legs are not


    long enough, so I can’t keep up with you. I’ll walk alone.”All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.