CHAPTER 139: CHAPTER 137: SURROUNDED

"Simon King, go sleep at the office. I don’t want to see you today."

The tone of this sentence was as calm as a feather landing on a lake’s surface, not stirring even a ripple.

Simon King knelt on the ground, completely baffled, unable to comprehend what May Harris meant, anxiety spreading across his face.

"Honey, believe me, I..."

May Harris looked down at the begging man, her eyes void of the earlier anger, replaced with indifference instead.

This man whom she’d lived with for 27 years, she’d seen through completely.

Slick talker full of lies, not a single truth comes from his mouth!

Although she didn’t like Simon King back in those days, after marrying him, she fulfilled her duties as a wife, while this man repeatedly betrayed their marriage!

They had no children binding them, so there was no need for this marriage to continue.

Having thought it through, May Harris said, "Get up first; we can talk things over slowly later. I don’t want to discuss this today. Just leave."

In Simon King’s view, the woman had forgiven him; she just wanted some peace, and anyway, he didn’t want to stay with her either.

Downstairs came the sound of a car engine, driving away shortly after, while May Harris stood on the open-air balcony, her gaze following the departing car.

She had never been this calm before. If it had been ten years ago, she would have fought Simon King to the death.

Recently, Simon King had been quite good to her, even buying her a necklace and accompanying her shopping.

She thought that as long as he stopped cheating, she would pretend nothing happened.

Yet, a leopard can’t change its spots.

"Xiao Yang, pack my things."

...

――― Blue Whale Grand Hotel.

A luxurious room.

The surrounding walls were all transparent screens, with blue whales swimming back and forth inside the screens.

"Brother Wang, how dare you come to find me while things are so tense... Aren’t you afraid of your wife..."

The woman’s voice was enchanting, speaking with a breathy tone, intermittently.

"That wife is nothing, once I get the evidence in her hands, give her a few men, then I can kick her out with nothing."

...

――― The following day.

Elliana Lyle woke up at seven in the morning, but it was Lana who forcibly woke her up; she had a retake exam tomorrow, so she was going to school to study today.

Even though she got up, she was yawning continuously, all because of staying up late playing games with Luna last night. She intended to sleep early but unknowingly played until dawn.

She was chewing on a slice of toast when she was already sitting in the car.

Lana was giving her a lift today.

A few dozen steps away from the school entrance, the car stopped by the roadside, and then Elliana Lyle got out of the car.

After waving to signal goodbye to Lana, she began to walk towards the school gate.

...

Three in the afternoon.

Elliana Lyle came out of school; there were hardly any cars parked along the roadside in the morning, but now it was full of closely parked cars.

Seeing these cars, she had the illusion of many eyes watching her.

Just as she shivered, those tightly closed car doors all opened simultaneously, and immediately, a crowd of people holding cameras and microphones rushed towards her without hesitation!

What’s happening! She looked around and saw no one else; these people must be coming for her, right?

By the time she realized it, it was too late; to the left was a three-meter-high wall, and people were coming at her from the front, back, and right!

There was simply no direction to escape!

In just a few seconds, she went from walking alone on a slightly empty road to being surrounded by a swarm of reporters!

"Miss Lyle, we’ve heard that due to conflicts with your management company, you have been shelved. Is that true?"

At this point, a female reporter wearing round glasses already had her microphone thrust at Elliana’s mouth, her face also being poked painfully by other reporters’ microphones!

There were journalists everywhere, some carrying cameras, others extending long arms to hand over microphones. What bothered her most were the reporters in front; despite having squeezed her so tightly that she couldn’t extend her hands, they still pressed microphones against her face!

"Please don’t push..." Her breathing was already becoming irregular; was she going to die here?

The crowd was a noisy chaos; she couldn’t make out what the reporters were asking, nor could the reporters make out what she was saying.

"Stop pushing... someone will die..." Elliana struggled to voice herself in the crowd.

There were about twenty or so reporters, and she’d never seen so many reporters interview her before, not even when attending events.

Especially now, without bodyguards like during events, these reporters clung to her, seemingly eager to flatten her like a pancake.

Or perhaps these people were doing it on purpose.

To avoid getting crushed to death here, she could only reach out and push against the crowded reporters.

But what strength did she have? How could she possibly push away these "madmen?"

When desperate, you’ll try anything, doing whatever you can; grabbing whatever she could hold, feeling flesh she pinched hard, savagely pinching, and stepping forward wherever possible!

Perhaps it was because a few reporters at the front felt the pain and began to retreat, or perhaps someone heard her voice. Soon enough, these reporters made a one-square-meter gap for her.

But still, they showed no sign of letting her go.

"Miss Lyle, due to conflicts with your management company, they’ve shelved you, intending to replace you with Joy Lyle, whose name is similar to yours. Is that true?"

The person asking this question had the loudest voice, naturally standing out.

Elliana carefully processed the question asked by the reporter earlier, finding a few keywords: conflict with management, shelved, Joy Lyle, replacement.

What’s all this about? Without thinking, she knew it must be slander from someone with nothing better to do.

"There’s nothing like that, just rumors. Please don’t believe the rumors, everyone." Since she couldn’t escape, she could only answer with a smile.

She hadn’t called anyone to pick her up, so there was no one there to help her, quickly taking out her phone and dialing Luna’s number.

"Miss Lyle, your new movie was taken by Joy Lyle. Can you explain this?"

"I’m about to graduate, so I don’t have time for acting." Elliana replied to the reporters’ questions, not expecting such a minor issue to warrant such an intense inquiry.

At this moment, Luna picked up the call, and she quickly said, "At the school gate, I’m surrounded by reporters. Come quickly."

"Regarding Joy Lyle, with a name so similar to yours and receiving strong support from the company, do you have any thoughts?"

Elliana said, "Joy Lyle is my sister. I’m still in my senior year, so there’s no time for acting. Naturally, the company must allocate resources accordingly."

Even after she answered, the questions from reporters didn’t stop.

"There’s talk online that you have a close relationship with Norman Bennett of the Harmony Group, being his kept woman. Is that true?"

"We’ve heard you had three abortions for Norman Bennett. Does he plan to marry you??"

"Miss Lyle, it’s rumored that you’ve had multiple cosmetic surgeries. Do you have anything to say?"

Elliana: "(●—●)"

After this series of questions, she really had nothing to say and didn’t know what to say.

These questions were downright ridiculous.