In My Desperate Time
Chapter 218 Paper Can’t Keep Fire

I know that something must have happened.

My heart becomes agitated more and more. In a hurry, I tap the screen with my shaking hand.

'The new lover of the Lois Group's CEO. Kissing in the elevator!'

There are many women with Frances. I have already been used to such kind of news.

The thing is that when I see the woman's face in the photo, I still get stunned.

Although the woman only reveals a small part of her face, I could still recognize her with one glance!

If I can't recognize my own face, then I must be blind!

My colleague probably can't recognize my face, but they must have recognized the handbag in my hands. I don't have many handbags, so I normally come to work with the same one.

There are two photos in total. When I see the first one, I still have the fluke mind. But the second one shows my face clearly. It is a photo when I go to the restaurant with Frances.

However, I clearly remember that there are Steven and Whitney at that time. Why are there only me and Frances? Though my relationship with Frances is for real, the person who takes those photos really knows how to interpret out of context based on only two photos! "Jane, what are you going to do now? Being a third person would easily provoke the public."

I clearly know the consequence of being the third person even if Mindy doesn't say it.

The problem is that what can I do even if I provoke the public? I should have thought of it when I stay with Frances.

I become his lover, and one day the paper couldn't keep the fire. I would be pushed in the teeth of public opinion. At that time, I can only accept it when everyone curses or despises me.

"Besides, I am leaving Virginia. If there's any other thing, talk to me when I get off the plane." I hang up the phone and try not to be disturbed by this situation before leaving.

It is about the closing time. I text Steven and tell him that I will go directly to the airport.

After packing up, I walk outside under the gaze of the public. Behind me are the contemptuous voices. I already lose the patience to hear them.

It takes an hour to drive from the company to the airpot. In the car, event the driver seemed to stare at me consecutively. The news spread too fast.

I believe that Frances, who is so informed, must have seen the news. He doesn't contact me, meaning he doesn't want to deal with it and just leaves me to run my own course.

I laugh bitterly. Do I still hope this man could save me from the abyss of suffering?

Before this when Whitney goes against Cindy like that, he does't do anything at all, does he?

Do I still hope that I am more special?

There are many people in the airport, I go to get the ticket with my head lowered, since I am afraid to be recognized. My phone rings when I am about to go to the departure gate. It is Steven's call.

"I haven't looked at my phone for half-hour, you sneaked away yourself?"

"Sneaked away? I didn't. I already texted you." I explain.

"If you want to leave, I am of course here to see you off. After all, I don't know when we will meet again." Steven's voice carries a faint trace of sadness.

The emotion of parting surges in my hear all of a sudden.

I seem to owe Steven too much. Too much that I don't even know how to compensate him.

"No need, I can leave by myself. No need to bother you." I say gently.

"Turn around." Steven's laughter rings in the phone.

I turn around and face Steven's cynical smile.

I feel hilarious and touched.

I put down the phone and say to Steven, "Why are you here?"

"Of course to see you off." He speaks with a smile.

I roll my eyes and give him a hug.

This hug is about friendship. Steven is definitely a trustworthy friend.

There is still some time before check-in, I directly sit down and chat with Steven.

"I think it was Whitney who released those photos." Steven says.0000000000000000