Chapter 3
“Ivy, 1 didn’t expect you to be so malitions. No wonder you had no reaction light. You had already planned in deal with Eva, didn’t you?“
“Come with me to the hospital and apologize to her. Do you know w that Eva has depression? She tried to sit her wrists after you upset
Tetunately, I arrived in time to save her. Iva has a good heart. You ruined her career, and she doesn’t blame you. She just wants you to apologize in person and clear her name”
Chear her naine?
I couldn’t help but bugh at Hector’s words.
“Isn’t it you, the person involved, who should know whether she’s clear or n
But Hector didn’t give me a chance to speak. He dragged me to the hospital.
Eva was lying in the hospital bed, her hands bandaged, looking as weak as a sickly woman
Outside the door, reporters swarmed in
“Mrs. Lane, are the photos galine real? Or did you fabricate them?”
“Mrs. Lane is Miss Clarke really the mistress?”
When was about to answer, Hector held my wrist tightly, leaning close to my ear, his voice barely audible.
The wound on my wrist hadn’t healed, but I no longer feh the pain
“y, you should idow what to say and what not to say.”
I broke free from his grip and smiled sarcastically.
Mr. La
Lane, don’t worry, I’m here to clarify”
In front of the reporters, I bowed to Ev
“Miss Clarke, I’m sorry, you are not the mistress, Last right, you were just here to discuss a collaboration with Mr. Lame. I was too malicious and intentionally uploaded a distorted photo of you and Mr. Lane, even hiring imet trolls to attack you on Twitter.”
Then, I bowed again.
“Miss Clarke, from beginning to end, you and Mr. Lane were clean and innocen. It was I who was jealous and used dishonorable means to frame you Please forgive me.
With each sentence I spoke, Eva’s face turned paler.
Areporter spoke up in her defense.
“Mrs. Lane, your apology is not sincere at all just look at how frightened Miss Marke is
Eva, who had been worried about how to salvage her reputation after I exposed her, followed the reporter’s cue and started pretending to have depression
She curled up on the beil, her voice trembling like she was shaking with cold.
“The not the mistress, I’m not the mistress. I’m just Mr. Lane’s admirer. If lo someone is wrong, then let me die..”
Hector, afraid that she would hurt herself, pulled her into his arms
“Eva, loving someone is not wrong. Don’t blame yourself
He then looked at me, his eyes cold.
Chapter
“Ivy, kneel and apologize to her
Eva hid in his arms, a smug smile on her face.
At that celebratory banquet. Eva had offended a client, and Hector ordered to kneel and apologize for her, turning me into the laughingstock of
the circle.
Now, with all the reporters present, if I kneel, Ed probably
Sering that I wasn’t moving, Hector made a phone call.
Soon, I received a message from my best friend
by never be able to lif my head again
Tvy, I’ve been fired, what should I do? I worked so hard to get this job, and grandma is in the hospital. I can’t lose this job……”
1 clenched my fras, holding back the humiliation.
As I knelt down, all the cameras focused on my face, sapping pictures monst
Hector was still checking Eva’s wound.
1 you say that Mr. Lane and she are innocent?”
gon behind the scenes?”
“Their relationship seems sp close; could it be that there’s something more gang o
A reporter asked with suspicion.
Hector was about to explain, but I interrupted him.
“Everyone, actually, Eva is Mr.
Mr. Lane’s first love. She had depression and went broad for treatment. Before leaving, they had already gotten their marriage certificate.
She’s Mr. Lane’s legal wife, and I’m just someone who saved his sister. In gratitude, she let me marry into the Lane family. Mr. Lane was forced into
“Mr. Lane, am I right?”
The usually assertive Hector was left speechless for the first time.
His face was full of shock. He never expected me to come up with such an absurd exrise.
But he didn’t correct me because it was the best chance to clear Eva’s name
“So, you’re saying Mrs. Lane is the real mistress?“
“Yes, I’m the mistress,”
I laughed bitterly and looked up.
From now on, owe the Lane family nothing.
That night, Hector waited for me at the villa
He was anxious, his mind filled with the image of me calmly clearing up the rumors in from of the reporters.
Every word I said was so calin, with an underlying despair.
The panic in his heart grew.
Suddenly, assistant rushed in, breathless.
“Mr. Lane, bad news! Mrs Lane has jumped into the sear
