Chapter 433


    No, Jenny doesn’t seem like the scheming type, so she probably doesn’t know what’s going on. I


    thought Eric would at least stop this news from getting out when he told me to rx, but he did


    nothing. Yes, on the day when men could be trusted, pigs would fly!


    After I hung up, I started looking through the news and saw the photo that was takenst night. The


    paparazzi must have noticed us while we ate the meatloaf, as the following photos were taken after


    that. They had a clear view of Eric, but not of me. There were about five pictures, including one of Eric


    giving me the meatloaf and buying the rose.


    Because of the angle, they only got a vague shot of me from the side, but Eric had his face shown in all


    of them. The sulent caption read: ‘President of Walker International seen at bazaar with his new


    girlfriend’.


    There were already tens of thousands ofments there. Most of them were trying to guess who the


    girl was; some said it was Camille, some argued against it, while some called me names. “Damn you,


    Eric!” I cursed angrily.


    Isabe looked back. “What is wrong?” When she saw what I was reading, she gasped. “He’s feeding


    the girl, giving her a rose, and she’s wearing pajamas? Wait? Were you togetherst night?”


    “What are you talking?” I looked at her.


    She looked around, and when she realized no one was watching us, Isabe lowered her voice and


    said, “God, you are bold. You went out with him like that?”


    “That’s not me.”


    “Yes right. You may be in your pajamas, and the pictures may be vague, but I know it’s you.”


    “What? What if Carson sees him then?”


    “There’s nothing you can do about it. No straight shots, no interrogations. So what if he suspects it’s


    you?” Isabe shrugged. “Besides, he’s really going to ask you


    about it after what he did?”


    *Do you think Camille knows it’s me?” I was getting worried. “Jenny said she broke into thepany


    and asked about it. If she knows it’s me, she


    hate me.”


    “Girl, you are a scared cat.” Isabe covered her mouth andughed. “I know it’s you because I know


    you and Eric are close. Not everyone knows this. They won’t guess it’s you.”


    *Really?”


    “You didn’t think it through. First, you are married. Eric is every woman’s dream man. Tons of single


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    women wish they could date him. They have no idea that he goes to the bazaar with a married


    woman. Secondly, you are the young miss of the Hawkins Family. What kind of idiot would think you


    would


    in pajamas?”


    “Are you saying I’m an idiot for going out in my pajamas?” I looked at her.