Chapter 654 One Bad News After The Other

Sieben used to be struggling in the darkness all alone. One day, she suddenly found a light and could no longer bear to return to the darkness. Lindsey saw the look on Sieben’s face and sighed slightly. "So do you still want to go now?" Sieben did not speak. As long as Jared Moeller was still alive, she would not be able to let go of this grudge. "Maybe you can try talking to Soren," Lindsey said seriously, "Do you know that he told me very, very seriously that he wants to marry you?" Sieben lifted her head abruptly. A flash of light crossed her eyes. Lindsey used two “very” in a row. She tightened her grip on Sieben’s hand. "Think about it carefully." After she said that, Lindsey laughed and teased her. “Plus, how can you just ghost him after sex? You might as well put a few hundred dollars on the bedside table when you leave, just to really stab him in the heart. I guarantee that Soren will be so mad that he’ll never forgive you and he might even hate all women because of that!” Although Lindsey was joking, she still observed Sieben's reaction while she talked. At first, Sieben was smiling, but later, her smile slowly stiffened. Sieben and Soren had never experienced the warmth of family in their childhood. She viewed Soren as her salvation and warmth. Sieben was also extremely important to Soren. Otherwise, Soren would not be eager to give Sieben a sense of security after all this happened. It was also to give himself a sense of security. Lindsey had already said what she needed to and left Sieben to think for herself. If Sieben really insisted on going, then no one could really stop her. However, Sieben still did not say whether she wanted to go even after Lindsey left when Soren came back. The next day, after Lindsey went to work, she saw some unexpected news. Atlantic City media had been churning out articles about S.P. Corporation’s President’s successful bail this morning. They even attached a photo of Ann getting escorted into the police station that day. With Shaun manipulating the media, many people knew that the President of S.P. Corporation was behind the theft of Hemera’s company secrets and even tried to frame Lindsey for it. After browsing through the news, Lindsey sighed. This matter was not very big, but it was not small either. Since Ann was a foreigner, it was very difficult for them to convict her domestically in a short period. Lindsey had also expected that Ann would be released on bail by her lawyer. However, there was no escape from the law. Surprisingly, the media not only reported on Ann’s bail and even put her fiancé on the news headlines. Lindsey's eyes were sore when she saw the blurry photo. She could not resist clicking on it. The headline read, “Denarius President Zayn Guggenheim personally went to the police station to pick up his fiancée. Their loving embrace left others looking on enviously.” Lindsey saw this and felt bitter at this headline. Zayn had gone to the police station early in the morning to wait for his fiancée. He also hired the best lawyer in the industry for her. The news even reported that after the President of S.P. Corporation's were summoned to the police station, their company’s matters were handled by Zayn. They also attached a picture of Ann and Zayn hugging each other outside of the police station. Lindsey looked at the photo that was taken from afar, so it was a bit blurry, but it was still obvious that Ann jumped into Zayn's arms. After reading it, Lindsey was expressionless and turned off the screen to concentrate on her work. She looked normal as if both Ann's bail and the news about Zayn and Ann together did not affect her in the slightest. However, two hours later, after an employee of the Planning Department came out of Lindsey's office, she kept patting her chest in fear. She pulled another colleague who was close to her and asked in a whisper, "What's wrong with Ms. Juhl today? I showed her next month's project proposal and she criticized our plan from beginning to end. She looked pretty irritated." She pouted with a bitter face. "This is the first time I've seen Ms. Juhl so harsh." The employee who was pulled by her also felt a little surprised. Lindsey seldom showed her temper to her staff. Lindsey did not notice that she had lost her temper and only felt that things did not go smoothly this morning. She just felt annoyed. One of the main characters in the news was not in as good a mood as everyone thought. After Zayn got in the car, he threw the jacket he was wearing to the side and coldly instructed, "Burn it!" Quentin sat in the passenger seat and looked through the rearview mirror to see this scene. He immediately nodded. "Yes, sir." However, just burning a piece of clothing did not seem to quell the man's disgust that surged from the bottom of his heart. He loosened his tie and said in a cold voice, "Let’s go back to the hotel." Quentin froze for a moment and said, "President, you have a meeting later." "Go back to the hotel first." Zayn's tone was resolute. Quentin obediently zipped his mouth and stopped talking. They returned to the hotel where Zayn usually stayed at. The driver and bodyguards were waiting outside. Quentin followed Zayn upstairs, but he was shut out by Zayn at the door. Quentin felt a little aggrieved. Zayn was the one who was accidentally hugged and was being moody, but why did Zayn have to treat him like a punching bag? Zayn’s personal punching bag, Quentin, sat outside the door of the suite for half an hour. Luckily, Zayn booked out the entire floor of this hotel, so no one saw Quentin’s miserable look. Quentin waited for a full half-hour before Zayn came out of the suite with his dark hair slightly damp. Quentin secretly checked the time and secretly thought, ‘He probably showered three times...he must really be so disgusted by her touch...’ Zayn did not know what Quentin was thinking. His expression looked a little better than before he entered the door, but it was still gloomy. "Take that stupid news down...the photos too, all of it!" Zayn instructed in a cold voice as he walked. Quentin nodded in response. Ann secretly arranged for the paparazzi earlier. Although they wanted to direct public opinion to this matter, they did not want to attract attention with Zayn and Ann’s gossip. This was not worth the loss. "President." Quentin walked quickly behind Zayn while he lowered his voice and said, "The shipment arrives at midnight. Ann asked you to arrive on time as her guarantor." The man in front of him was walking fast and suddenly stopped his steps. Quentin also stopped. Zayn sneered and said, "I guess she’s finally anxious and wants to jump the gun."