At seven thirty, Mrs. Zhou and the servants had dinner all set, and Arthur Lindsey came downstairs to dine.
Ella Lacey sat at the dining table with her head bowed, avoiding him.
A feeling she couldn’t put into words was welling up in her, making her feel uncomfortable.
She wanted to ask him why he had deserted her.
Didn’t he see her waving at him among the crowd?
Was there no room for her petite self on such a large plane?
She also wanted to wait, waiting for an explanation from Arthur.
At that moment, Sally Jefferson unexpectedly brought over an iPad, pointing to the headline of a website with a astonished look on her face, “Ella, look! Arthur and I are on the front page!”
Ella moved her gaze to the computer, all major portals’ headlines were similarly along the lines of: Mr. Arthur Lindsey, Chief CEO of Lindsey Group, undertook a low-key secret trip to the university, sparking a massive wave of people on site… This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Then, every news post had attached pictures of Arthur wearing high-end NIKE activewear, sunglasses covering his face, cool running shoes, and there was always a lady standing next to him, dressed in a purple-blue gauze dress with hair fluttering in the wind.
The comments section was effervescing, netizens discussing not only Arthur’s good looks, popularity, and capabilities — being able to swiftly deploy a private plane to escape the crowds but also more focus was on the lady beside him.
“Who is she?”
“The girlfriend of the male god?”
“That would make her a goddess!”
“The goddess is so charming, perfect match with the god.”
“The god really has a partner, rubbing it in the face of singles!”
…
“Sally, you’re really pretty.”
Looking at the pictures of Sally Jefferson and Arthur Lindsey together, one elegant and beautiful, the other noble and handsome, Ella sincerely complimented.
“The netizens are all saying you two are a pair, a perfect match.”
“Those netizens really have a way with words, flattering others so much that we’re bashful. Ella, do you think so too?” Sally’s eyes were filled with laughter like a proud peacock, its tail almost pointing to the sky.
“…” Ella paused awkwardly, her eyes involuntarily glanced at Arthur, only to see Arthur’s handsome face had turned ice cold.
Suddenly, he threw down his chopsticks, pulled out his chair, and left the dining room with a gloomy face, heading straight for the second-floor room.
With annoyance, he sat down in front of the computer, opened his encrypted email, and wrote an urgent letter:
Inform all websites not to post any news about me appearing at the university today, delete all those photos, especially the two-person shots with that bullshit goddess!
Any media outlets that dare to keep unauthorized content will be shut down immediately, plus a claim for tens of millions in damages!
Closing the computer, Arthur closed his eyes and massaged his forehead, memories flooding back to a bloodstained hand in the crowd that had been glaringly conspicuous… a thorn in his heart, causing it to ache…
He struggled to open his eyes and got up, feeling frustrated and messed up for the first time.
In everyone’s eyes, he was always domineering and tough, maintaining his composure even in the face of formidable situations.
But right now, he was extremely restless.
He knew his darling was feeling aggrieved and was angry at him, but he couldn’t explain anything.
Arthur Lindsey was Arthur Lindsey.
He never regretted the things he had done, and he never explained!