- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
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- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
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- Alpha
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- Adult
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- Ecchi
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- Gender Bender
- Harem
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- Josei
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- Mature
- Mecha
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- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 81
When the CCTV footage of over ten minutes ended, everyone looked at each other. Although the exchange isn’t
quite intelligible, judging from Luca Matthew’s expression, it’s obvious that the two women were telling the truth. I
never expected him to be such a person.
Luca’s knees grew weak. An immense wave of helplessness surged within him, and he imperceptibly inched closer
to Harriet as though grasping onto his last glimmer of hope.
Meanwhile, Harriet’s expression was utterly grim. Never have I thought that this b*stard would be such a flirt. He’s
whispering sweet nothing to me while hooking up with other women on the side. Staring at him, she slapped him
right across the face.
Her slap was much stronger than Kate’s, so much so that Luca felt half his face had gone numb even as a buzzing
started in his ears. He gazed at her imploringly. “Miss Harriet, I’m sorry. Actually, I was only doing so to drive her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtaway—”
Before he’d even finished speaking, Harriet cut him a severe look. “Shut up!” Then, she looked at Eugene. “I’m
sorry, President Nolan. It was my brother’s fault.”
Eugene’s face started darkening even as he stared at her with a frosty look in his eyes. “Who exactly is your
brother? Is he the president that he can have any woman sleep with him?”
Embarrassed by his remark, Harriet inhaled deeply before saying, “He’s an artist with Metrostar Entertainment. I
invested in his recently premiered movie and felt an affinity with him, so I took him on as a brother. I never thought
he’d be so insensible. Since he’s at fault in this incident, I’ll hand him over to you, President Nolan. Just do with him
as you see fit.”
Eugene gave a nod of satisfaction. “I’ll spare your life for President Grant’s sake.”
Upon hearing that, Luca panicked and hastily tugged at Harriet. “Miss Harriet, please save me. Miss Harriet—”
Harriet shook off his hand hard. “Think of a way to save yourself, for I can’t save you,” she remarked indifferently. If
it weren’t for Eugene Nolan’s remark earlier, I would’ve gotten even with that woman as well. Not only does this
idiot want to die, but he even wants to drag me down with him!
Luca frantically pleaded, “I’m sorry, President Nolan, I didn’t know that they’re your friends. Please spare me this
once.”
“You were incredibly conceited earlier. If I weren’t here, would you have spared them this once?” Eugene
commented placidly.
Luca kept bowing and apologizing. “I’m sorry, President Nolan. I know I was wrong. I’m from Metrostar
Entertainment, and President Cohen is probably acquainted with you. President Nolan, please spare me for
President Cohen’s sake.”
Olivia who’d been sitting quietly beside Eugene suddenly interjected, “Go ahead and call President Cohen to see
whether he’ll intercede on your behalf.” Upon hearing this, Luca froze. Lifting his eyes, he stared at them blankly,
uncertain whether she was being serious. “Go on!” Olivia snapped.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTerror-struck, Luca trembled and took out his cell phone to make the call. The call was swiftly connected, upon
which Luca hurriedly said, “Mr. Cohen, this is Luca Matthews here. I accidentally offended President Nolan from
Nolan Group. Please intercede on my behalf. I’ll definitely work hard to prosper the company in the future. I beg
you, Mr. Cohen.”
A man’s voice drifted out of the phone. “Hand the phone over to President Nolan.” Luca was startled for a moment,
having not expected that things would go so smoothly.
Not daring to give Eugene the phone, he merely placed the cell phone on the coffee table in front of Eugene and
put the call on loudspeaker. “President Nolan?”
“President Cohen,” Eugene greeted reluctantly. In actual fact, they weren’t all that close, nor did they usually
interact. He merely knew of the existence of such a company and such a person.
“Nice to meet you, President Nolan. I’ve heard about Luca’s incident, so I hereby apologize to you first. It’s my
company’s mismanagement that has caused you trouble and hurt your friends. I’m not trying to ask you to spare
him, but I just want to express my stance on this matter. From this moment onward, Luca Matthews is no longer
Metrostar Entertainment’s artist, so just handle him as you see fit, President Nolan!”