I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 145 This Is The Last Time

Chapter 145 This Is the Last Time

There was no warmth in Zane's tone.

His tone was alienated and indifferent, even mixed with a bit of coldness that made Phoebe shudder.

Phoebe couldn't say a word.

The grievances that she had been suppressing were frozen by Zane's cold face. She had no way to

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Rachel didn't hear what happened just now, she only heard the conversation between Zane and

Phoebe. So she said angrily, "Zane, what do you mean by that? Ivan bullied Phoebe because of Yanis.

How could it be Phoebe's fault in the end?"

Zane glanced at Rachel lightly, "This is the last time, next time before Ivan comes to you, I will come to

you first."

After speaking, Zane stood up, looking at Edison and Catherine, "I'll go back, I can't leave Yanis at

home alone."

Catherine nodded. "Sure."

But before Zane turned to leave, the doorbell rang.

Sophia went to open the door.

"Miss Bennett?"

Neve ignored Sophia and went directly to Zane, "Zane, why didn't you answer the phone?"

Zane looked at Neve and frowned, "I didn't hear it."

Neve turned to greet the others, and then looked at Zane again, "Zane, I have something to tell you,

can we talk alone?"

Zane stared at Neve for a few seconds before walking out.

Before leaving, Neve glanced at Phoebe who was standing aside, then turned around and followed

Zane.

Outside the Lawrence's Manson gate.

Zane stood by the car and looked at Neve, "What do you want?"

"Zane, you said that when I come back, you will help me back to my original position, does that still

count?"

Hearing Neve's words, Zane frowned slightly, "Forget it."

"Well, then help me solve the current problem on the Internet. I will delete half of Anika's video. It's fair

for you."

"Is the news false?" Zane asked.

Neve was taken aback, and looked at Zane, "Zane, what do you mean?"

"If it's fake, I'll ask Albi to handle it for you, but if it's true, I'm sorry I can't do anything."

Neve's face changed instantly, "You don't plan to care?"

"Neve, I'm asking you again, have you been back since your accident?"

The topic changed so fast that Neve almost couldn't follow.

The two stood facing each other, and their eyes met.

Neve thought she was different in Zane's mind.

At least Zane had a crush on her. If she hadn't lost her mind at that time, she might have become Mrs.

Lawrence by now.

But Neve never missed the past. After all, the past was the past.

It couldn't be erased or changed.

"Did Yanis tell you?"

Neve didn't admit it directly, but as soon as the words came out, Zane understood.

"It doesn't matter if you are gonna make what you have public. This is the last time I will help you. I

won't interfere in your affairs in the future."

After speaking, Zane passed Neve to get in the car and leave.

"Zane, because of Yanis, you don't even care about Anika?"

Hearing Neve's voice, Zane stopped, "You can try to hurt her."

After finishing the words, Zane opened the car door, bent over, and sat down, then started the car and

drove away.

Neve just stood there, looking at the black Bentley gradually driving away, her eyes darkened a bit.

"Get in!"

Nancy parked the car next to Neve, lowered the window, and yelled.

Neve looked away, opened the door, and got in the car.

"Is he going to help you?" Nancy asked while driving.

Neve leaned back in her seat. "One last time."

Nancy glanced at her sideways, "Mr. Hughes called me, and the endorsements and offers of reality

shows in your hands have all been withdrawn."

Neve didn't say anything, just frowned.

Nancy drove the car onto the main road. Then she said, "At present, there is a lot of criticism of you on

the Internet. I have someone check it out. This information was deliberately released. They even sent

different pictures to every media."

Speaking of this, Nancy paused, "I also received an email."

Neve looked at Nancy, "What?"

"Your medical history of induced labor."

This sentence was like a time bomb that exploded in Neve's ear.

No one possibly knew about her induced labor abroad, except for that person...

The panic on Neve's face was clear. "Nancy, I..."

"Is that true?" Nancy interrupted Neve and asked.

Neve met Nancy's cold eyes, was silent for a few seconds, and then hummed.

Nancy didn't speak again, as if she was pressing down on something.

At the gate of Gotrend Entertainment, Nancy parked the car, looked at the group of people surrounded

by the gate of Gotrend Entertainment through the window, and said softly, "Did you see it? Wherever

you appear now, these reporters, fans, and passers-by can drown you with their saliva."

Neve looked at the group of people surrounding the gate of Gotrend Entertainment. Her face was very

embarrassed, "Nancy, I want to stay in this industry."

Nancy's tone was very light, "Only Mr. Lawrence can help you. If you delete all the revelations on the

Internet and give the public a piece of "evidence", then at least half of the fans will stay and speak for

you. Well, the company should also take measures, but if those people can't provide strong evidence,

and the person behind doesn't intend to let you go, then you'll lose your career."

Neve was silent for a long time before looking back at Nancy, "Nancy, I want to see Mr. Hughes."

Nancy glanced at her, "Let's go."

The top floor of Gotrend Entertainment, at the president's office.

Myles leaned back on his chair, with a cigarette in his hand. His cold eyes fell on the computer screen.

Moving the mouse with one hand, "Why did you keep such an artist, is there no one in your company?"

Hearing that, Haider looked up at him, "Where did you find those things?"

Myles dusted off the cigarette ash, "I'm cleaning the company for you, why do you look at me like that?"

Haider glanced at him, took a file, and threw it in front of Myles, "Look."

Myles glanced at the file that Haider threw on the desk, and asked leisurely while reaching for it,

"What's this?"

After opening it, Myles smiled and threw the document on the desk again, "You don't need this little

money."

"Indeed, but I have to keep some credit."

Myles leaned forward and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "Haider, I don't care who Neve bullies as

long as it's not Bonnie. If Bonnie shed a little tear, I will make Neve spend the rest of her life crying!"

Haider narrowed his eyes and looked at Myles, "Didn't she harm Yanis?"