Inherit Billions

The Tabloid News

Orion stared intently at the tightly shut door, his chest heaving with frustration. He felt like he had faced more aggravation in the past few days than in his entire life.

Inside the room, Justin let go of Seraphina. He noticed her pale face and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you upset?"

"No, I just remembered why that guy came to see me. Never mind, he just wants the smoking pipe back."

Seraphina shook her h. If he wanted the pipe, he would have to make her happy first.

The so-called Giant Group project was just a scheme Seraphina devised to put Orion in a tough spot.

Orion, there's no such thing as having the best of both worlds.

Justin wanted to say more, but Seraphina was clearly annoyed and went back to her room to make a call.

The doorbell rang again. Justin frowned as he thought Orion was still persistent. He decided that it was time to teach Orion a lesson.

He opened the door and found six women standing before it in professional three-piece suits. Each holds numerous boxes. Despite their surprise at seeing Justin, they maintained their professional smiles. One of them asked, "Is this Ms. Seraphina's home?"

"It is."

"These are the latest men's suits in free size that Ms. Seraphina ordered. The total is 1.2 million dollars. Where should we put them?"

Justin was stunned. He was frustrated and helpless as he made way for them. Justin said, "Put them on the couch."

"Yes, sir." Those women entered the room, but they didn't glance around and kept their eyes closed. Justin swiped his card without blinking and closed the door with a cold snort. After that, he headed back to his room to get some rest.

Outside, those women exchanged glances. Their eyes flashed with an excited gleam.

"Was that Justin?"

"It was! He's my idol. I'd recognise him anywhere!"

"I can't believe he's staying at Seraphina's place. Are they living together?"

The photos in the airport had already fueled speculation. However, there was no concrete evidence of a special relationship between Seraphina and Justin.

Today, the news of their cohabitation spread quickly as the women shared it with their friends. Soon, the gossip will make trending news online.

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Immediately upon stepping outside, Seraphina encountered dozens of cameras aimed at her. This constant scrutiny made her extremely frustrated, leaving her with no choice but to stay at home and avoid going out. With Sivir absent, the company couldn't let Seraphina stay at home to hide from the media's prying eyes.

Thomas had called a dozen times, leaving Seraphina no choice but to drive to the office.

Her assistant awaited her arrival and hurried over as soon as she got out of the car. "Seraphina, shoul

PR department handle the rumours about you and Justin?"

While driving, Seraphina glanced at the news online. There were all sorts of comments, but she didn't care.

However, she believed that if this continued, it might begin to negatively impact the company.

"I'll call Michael. There is no need for the company to get involved."

"Understood," Thomas sighed in relief and said, "There's also ..."NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

He hesitated to speak his mind, which was rare for him.

"Speak up," Seraphina prompted, casting a glance at him.

Thomas pursed his lips and said, "There have been some rumours circulating within the company. They're quite nasty." "About me? What are they saying?"

Seraphina didn't need to guess; it was surely about her own scandal. Otherwise, why would Thomas be so troubled?

"They're saying you got divorced because you were entangled with Mr. Colombo while being Mr. Sivir's secret lover and involved with Mr. Justin. They claim you're just a discarded woman from the Droses." Seraphina laughed in disbelief and asked, "Is this Ramona's doing?"

He had previously called Emeris in front of Seraphina, accusing her of having a chaotic private life.

It wasn't surprising that someone would target her.

"Not him."

Surprised, Seraphina asked, "Who then?" Thomas answered, "It's Julia Lane."

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