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Chapter 732 My Girl
He lowered his head, and his handsome face moved closer to her. “Really? Then I’ll make you dizzy enough
tonight.” Zayla was speechless by his words. She did not say anything!
” Lincoln smiled lowly, nodded slightly toward Theodore and Stephen, and walked out of the hall with Zayla in his
arms.
Although they took the elevator directly to enter the basement, there were many employees of the Vargas Group
along the way. Zayla’s identity had just been revealed not long ago, so her appearance was naturally eye-catching!
At this time, a short-haired man was hugging her. They were in such an intimate relationship. All passers-by look at
them. Some even speculated who was this handsome man. Most of them felt familiar, but they couldn’t remember
where they had seen him for a while.
Soon, Zayla’s identity spread all over the Internet, and the Vargas Group specially issued a certification statement.
The accompanying picture was of Zayla entering the press conference this day.
In the picture, the double doors of the meeting hall opened. Zayla was dressed in black with red lips and curled hair
and wore high heels. She had a strong aura in the picture.
The tweet of the Vargas Group said, [She is our Ms. Vargas.] Then, Stephen and Theodore’s blogs also tweeted this
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpost. Stephen, [Our little princess.]
Theodore, [Our sweet Zayla.] After Zayla’s identity was authenticated, netizens exclaimed at Twilight Studio, [you
hid so well!] Then, under the strong request of many netizens, Zayla opened her personal Twitter, but she didn’t
post a single tweet. She just liked the tweet of the Vargas Group, Stephen, and Theodore. Soon, Zayla’s Twitter
followers exceeded one million! However, there were still constant discussions on the Internet about the silver-
haired gigolo.
Sitting in the car, Zayla leaned on his body and read the comments on the Internet. “Has anyone revealed the
identity of the silver-haired gigolo?”
“I’m curious about the silver-haired gigolo. Ms. Vargas, please come out and explain your relationship. These two
are so sweet!” “I agree with you! They are a good match after reading that video.”
“Yes, the clip about Debut 303 is so sweet. They are so sweet. I love this match. It’s lovely!” “Me too. I know Zayla
doesn’t want to be asked about her private lives, so I’m obedient, and I’ll wait for new sweet videos!”
Zayla was a little curious and especially replied to one tweet comment. [Where can I watch these sweet clips?] This
reply instantly stunned these netizens. The reply became a trending topic again!
All netizens responded to her question! “Damn it. I never dreamed Zayla would comment on me!” “It was edited by
the top supporter of you on Twitter! You can read it on the tweet of the account ZIM.”
“Wow, it’s your top supporter on Twitter, beauty!” “Do you remember him? This guy won your top supporter during
your live broadcast at old jade mine!” Seeing the netizens’ replies, Zayla recalled a little.
She remembered Stephen and Simon battled for her top supporter on Twitter that day, and someone came out
halfway and took away the position of her top supporter. But she didn’t care about it. All the benefits from the live
broadcast that day were used for charity. As for who the top supporter was, she didn’t want to know.
Following the guidance of enthusiastic netizens, she entered his tweet. Only then did she discover that his Twitter
certification turned out to be Zayla’s top supporter. Zayla was stunned. Could it still be like this? She flipped through
his Twitter and found he had also reposted the tweet of the Vargas Group. Zayla’s top supporter, [My girl.]
It seemed this top supporter was her fan. Except for the tweet just now, all of his tweets were clips between her
and Lincoln. There were a few pictures of them in the same frame. All these clips were about the time when they
were in Debut 303.
However, these images included off-stage and on-stage scenes, official shots, and recorded images by fans who
broke the rules and brought their mobile phones into the venue. These videos were not explicit. But after editing,
these clips showed their sweet love.
Zayla didn’t expect this top supporter guy to be so talented. In these limited pictures, he could find so many sweet
interactions between her and Lincoln through his piercing eyes. And he edited so well. Even Zayla thought they
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwere good to watch. Zayla realized it later. As early as that incident, her frozen heart had already begun to melt by
Lincoln.
“What are you looking at?” Lincoln closed his laptop and looked sideways at her. Zayla was frightened and wanted
to turn her phone over, but it accidentally dropped on the ground.
“No, nothing.”
She immediately wanted to bend down to pick it up, but Lincoln took the first step and picked up the phone. The
video still played. Zayla immediately stretched out her hand to cover it.
“It’s nothing. I take a look!” Lincoln glanced at the video. His expression was calm and composed, but his ears were
abnormally red. But Zayla overlooked that. All her attention was on the phone in his hand. “Your reply has become
a trending topie. Are you sure you only have a look?”
“I’m just a little curious and don’t look at other men. I look at my silver-haired gigolo. Can I do that?” Lincoln raised
his eyebrows. “Your gigolo right in front of you. Wouldn’t it be better to see a real person?” Zayla said convincingly,
“But you are not silver hair now.”
“I see.”
He responded and turned off the video. “Don’t look at such messy things.” Zayla wrinkled her little nose. “They are
not messy things. They are good clips. It’s so sweet. Even I think it’s sweet after watching it!”
“Do you want a sweeter one?” Is there something sweeter?” She looked curious. “Of course, do you want to know?”
Zayla nodded.