Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mr. Pamperer and His Wily Woman: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Jean said that to Jason more than once. He had never felt so suffocating in regret. His heart was bleeding so profusely like this time when he heard what Jean said. “So, what is the point of you being so drunk now? It would only make me look down on you.” Jean let out a sarcastic smile. “I am sorry. Would you give me another chance?” Jason’s eyes were bloodshot. His nose turning red from the cold. His wet clothes did not help in keeping him warm on a winter night. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never lowered himself to beg anyone. But in front of Jean, he was no longer the arrogant Jason he used to be, but instead, he was just an ordinary man who longed to be accepted by the woman he liked. “No, I won’t.” Jean answered without hesitation. “But I really like you.” “Did I make you like me?” Jean’s smile was even more bitter than the chilly wind. “You just came to your senses when you found out that I was Robert’s daughter. But you had never believed in m

“What? He is grief-stricken? How is that possible?” There was an uproar in the hospital ward. “Doctor, did you misdiagnosed him?” “Your son is indeed suffering from long-term depression. He got too emotional,” the doctor said. Jonathan, Jason’s father, turned his head around and asked Etan, “Do you know what happened to Jason?” The huge VIP ward was filled with the Moss family members, while Etan was standing on the side. “I have no clue either. Let Jason tell you when he wakes up.” “He spent most of his time with you. How could you not know?” Jason’s mother asked in a stern voice. Etan did not answer immediately. His long fingers slowly turned the watch on his wrist and looked up. “Are you questioning me now, Mrs. Moss?” His expression was calm, but Jason’s mother dreaded seeing it. “I…” “She was too worried about Jason and could not control herself. Please don’t mind her, Etan.” Jonathan hurriedly pulled his wife aside. “Not at all.” Just then, he saw Jason opening

That day itself, Jean had guessed that Anne was pulling something, and she had been waiting for her to make her move. To this end, she had specifically asked Jenny to postpone the date of the press conference. And today, the wait was finally over. “Fanny, call the PR (public relations) department for a meeting, and stay back tonight.” She patted Jenny to make her feel at ease. Everyone thought that the purpose of Jean holding the PR departmental meeting was to deal with her crisis. “Look carefully at how things unfolded and tell me what you make of it,” she said, to everyone’s surprise. “First, it was an amateur from outside the entertainment industry who dropped the bombshell because it would increase credibility. With various Twitter business accounts, cyber-troopers, and Anne’s fans influencing public opinion, it will be too difficult to fight back,” Augustine Bradley, the PR manager said.  He found himself in a precarious situation, as his new boss was apparently a controve

“I am worried that this could jeopardize your endorsement role for Dreamcraft,” Jenny said. “It won’t,” Jean said with confidence. “Why is that?” “Etan saw the entire episode of me slapping Anne that day. Now that things have suddenly been exposed, he should know who was behind this exposure, if he has a brain.” Jean sneered. “Anne did this to smash me down again and take back the endorsement role, not knowing that it was Etan who promised to give it to me. Kicking me out would be tantamount to slapping him in the face. He will not be angry with me, but with Anne instead. Today, you will see that Dreamcraft will officially declare me as the endorser.” “But next time, please don’t push things too far, okay?” Jenny breathed a sigh of relief. “We have got to burn our bridges and never look back.” Jean smiled at her. Just after Jenny posted the announcement of the press conference, she discovered that Tara had posted a tweet 10 minutes before. ‘Thank you for everyone’s concer

“May I have the bill, please?”  The waiter came over and Jean paid for Elliot’s coffee. She grabbed her handbag, got up, then smiled at Elliot. “This cup of coffee is on me. Thank you for conveying my message.” Elliot scratched his head as he knew that this $100 bill was a bomb. How should he tell his boss about it? His boss would surely cut him into pieces. He glanced at the coffee, feeling as if he now owed Jean a favor. He was honestly eager to see what would be his boss’s reaction when he found out about it. Jean’s expression turned frosty as soon as she emerged from the coffeehouse. If she accepted those things, it would mean that she and Etan would have a clean breakup and they owed each other nothing. But she wanted more than just that. She wanted more. How could she give up before she accomplished her goal? … The Dreamcraft team had concurrently sent out two tweets under its official Twitter account. ‘The company had launched an internal investigation and found that