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Fitch swore he’d never been so embarrassed in his lifetime. He tried explaining to Ian over and over that it was just
a statue, but Ian wouldn’t listen.
Left with no choice, a tow truck brought Ian and the statue back to Greenfield Gardens together. Ian even cuddled
the statue to sleep that night.
Fitch couldn’t bear to stay and watch him any longer. Phelps was also worn out by the whole ordeal. They left Jeff to
keep an eye on Ian and took off.
The next morning, Ian woke up feeling uncomfortable, as if he’d been weighed down all night.
When he lifted his head, he found himself clutching a hard object. He froze.
He tossed the statue aside, feeling as if someone was trying to harm him. Why else would they use such a heavy
statue to crush him? He was nearly suffocated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe took a deep breath, feeling sore all over.
“Jeff.”
He called out, and Jeff, who had been stationed at the door, listening for any sounds from inside, quickly entered.
“Mr. Raymond.”
“What’s with the statue?”
“Mr. Raymond, you got drunk at the BlueSky Bar last night and insisted on bringing it home.”
Jeff tactfully omitted the part where Ian had mistaken the statue for Maja, sparing him some embarrassment.
Ian couldn’t recall what he had done, thinking he must have had a wild night, even though he never usually did.
He rubbed his shoulder, which felt so sore that he could barely move it.
As he sluggishly made his way to freshen up, the memory of calling out to the statue began to surface in his mind.
His hand, holding his toothbrush, froze, and he frowned.
After freshening up, he recalled the image of him lamenting over Maja’s heartlessness.
Ian felt hot all over, utterly humiliated.
“Jeff, have the statue returned.”
Jeff had just finished a phone call, “Mr. Raymond, they said they purchased a new one overnight. If you like it, you
can keep it.”
Ian was instantly irritated, “I don’t like it!”
Jeff quickly made a call to have the statue returned.
As soon as Ian arrived at the Raymond Corporation, Fitch gave him a call.
“Are you still holding onto that statue?”
In a rare mocking tone from Fitch, Ian promptly hung up.
Immediately after, Phelps made a call.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Slept with a statue, huh? If you’re not feeling well, I can give you a free check-up today.”
Ian had no idea Phelps could be so snide!
He hung up again!
Ian wished he could go back in time and slap his embarrassing self awake.
Then, he opened Twitter and saw more news about Shawn, still tagged with the same keyword.
——Shawn’s gaze was not pure.
The comments had passed a million, given that Shawn had won the Best Actor award the previous night, his
popularity was sky-high.
Netizens were still digging into the woman’s background, but they found nothing.
Until someone spilled the beans that it was Maja, the CEO of Star Movie group.
Thus, netizens began to mock and ridicule under this piece of news.
[You must be Maja’s sock puppet, stop glorifying yourself.]
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