Presiden's wild wife

Chapter 84 Infertility

Elena was well aware whoever fed her the contraceptive pills could just use this nasty trick in secret. After all, if they were caught by Cornel and George, they would be thrown in prison and lose everything.

Logan caressed her face, "I will arrange someone to protect you."

"No, don’t bother,” Elena refused at once, "I have to work. It’s inconvenient for me to have some bodyguards follow me. I just commute everyday between home and the company."

Hearing the reluctance in her tone, Logan gave in, "OK. Don't worry about that. This will never happen again."

"I know!" she smiled.

Because she trusted him unconditionally.

...

In the Brown’s Villa, Yolanda was complaining to her mother. She was having a hard time since Logan sent her to work in the warehouse. So she was crying to Jacqueline, expressing her reluctance to go to the company anymore. “Mom, Logan sent me to carry things all day long. Look at the blisters on my hands, and the broken nails!"

Seeing the blisters, Jacqueline felt upset immediately. She hugged her and coaxed, "Oh, my poor girl. Then don’t go here anymore. From now on, you stay at home, and I will protect you!’

"Thank you, mom, I know you are the best!"

"What’s going on?” Grandpa George walked in with his cane and Pigeon standing on his shoulder.

Jacqueline was startled and explained hurriedly, "We are talking about Yolanda's internship," she complained with a long face, "You see, Yolanda is a lady but directly assigned to the warehouse on her first day of work. Did Logan arrange it on purpose? Is he trying to torture her? Look at her hands!"

She showed Yolanda's hands to Grandpa George, "See these blisters? How painful she is. And it’s killing me. I think she shouldn’t work for Logan anymore."

"Why can't she work in the warehouse?" Grandpa George had a look calmly, not upset at all, "When I started my own business, I had a small stall on the street, remember? It was your idea to let Yolanda work at Logan’s company. Now you want her to quit. What do you want on earth? Will you be happy that she just stays at home all day long?"

Jacqueline was afraid to contradict him, for fear of saying something wrong and offending him.

Seeing that Grandpa George wouldn’t change his mind, Yolanda felt wronged. She said unhappily, “Grandpa, I can start from a clerk. But why should I have to work at the warehouse? I can't lift those stuffs. They will break my arms!”

"Anyway, it’s up to you if you want to continue or just quit. I'm old and don’t want to interfere with your decision!” Grandpa George turned around and left angrily.

While Yolanda looked at Jacqueline, "Mom, what did he mean? Am I going or not?"

"Of course you are going!" Jacqueline glared at her in disappointment, "Now that your grandpa has made himself very clear, you have to go. If you don’t, he will never trust you with other important work!"

Jacqueline’s words were right but also pierced Yolanda's heart like a thorn. She was gnashing her teeth and tried to decline.

"Mom...I don't want to go..." she cried and held her arm.

"Just be more patient and wait," making up her mind, Jacqueline said resentfully, "Then I will go to your father and talk to him. But before that, remember not to complain to your grandpa. Don’t provoke him anymore."

So she was still going to the warehouse?! Why? Just because she was a girl and couldn’t inherit the Brown Group? That was so unfair! Yolanda was even more depressed. Stamping her foot, she said to her mother, "Can’t you give birth to a boy with my dad? I feel so tired fighting and competing with Logan endlessly!

"Can’t you just work harder and protect me! I am your daughter, not your tool.” After finishing her words angrily, Yolanda pushed her mother and left quickly.

Jacqueline stared at Yolanda’s back and strong feelings came to her in waves. Of course she wanted to have a boy. But she couldn’t! She was infertile! Back then, she played some tricks to replace Logan’s mother to be Mrs. Brown. She also made sacrifice, too. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

If she was given another chance, she would just wait patiently until she had a boy. But she could never get a second chance.

Now she was Mrs. Brown, but she could never have her own son.

...

Elena made an appointment with Kristin for the interview and started the live interview with Kristin’s consent. Elena introduced Kristin on camera first and then Green Light Magazine. Kristin had a lot of fans supporting the interview and the event was going on quite smoothly.

With an elegant smile on her face, Kristin was having a pleasant conversation with Coral as if they were good friends for years. Sophia and Elena watched them in admiration. Both of them were really

professional.

Coral glanced at the camera and asked the key question, "In fact, our charity event was decided not long ago. It wasn’t easy for us to choose the first celebrity to support our event. We were not even sure if anyone would support it. But here Kristin agreed to join us without hesitation. So, Kristin, may I have a question. What were you thinking when we contacted you in the firs place?”

Kristin put on a warm smile and answered, "Frankly, I wasn’t thinking too much at that time. What in my mind was those poor children. It will be a great honor if I can do my best to help them. So when my assistant was hesitating about this event, I accepted it at once. I told her that I must attend this event no matter what."

Kristin's speech was really touching. She looked so beautiful on camera, so did her soul.

Her fans were so moved that they were frantically leaving likes and comments to express their compliments.

"How kind is our goddess!"

"She's so nice, but someone is slandering her. Do they even have conscience? "

"Kristin, we love you and will always support you!"

Seeing these comments flying rapidly on the screen, Elena was stunned. There were also a few negative comments. But they were soon drowned in the enthusiasm.

As the interview finished successfully, everyone got a relief. Kristin had restored her reputation in the interview. While the Magazine gained a number of followers as well as the donations to poor children. What a win-win result!