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Chapter 605
Chapter 605
“What did he say?” He settled into the dining chair, picking up his cup of coffee and taking a sip.
“He mentioned something about Violette, then hung up.”
After breakfast, Elijah went upstairs to fetch his cell phone. Getting a call from Joey this early in the morning meant something was up.
He picked up his phone and pressed the power button, but the screen didn’t light up as expected. Holding down the power button longer, the phone finally turned on.
His brows knotted. He was certain he hadn’t turned it off last night, so how did it shut down itself?
Once the phone was powered up, a barrage of missed calls and messages flooded in. His heart tightened as he randomly selected a message to read.
—[Mr. Bourne, did you see the news today? I did, and it ruined my breakfast.]
—[Mr. Bourne, what exactly are your feelings towards Kylee? I can't make sense of it. I'm shocked.]
—[Mr. Bourne, are you really not going to blacklist Kylee anymore? Can I work with him again?]
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Elijah finished reading the messages, his icy gaze shifting to Violette, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Before breakfast, Elijah had tenderly stroked her face, promising to cherish her forever. Now, all he wanted was to make her suffer, to make her beg for mercy!
But this thought was smothered in its cradle. She was carrying his child now; he had to control his impulsive nature. Elijah wanted to be a responsible father, which meant he had to reign in his temper.
Gripping his phone, he stepped out of the bedroom.
The Bourne Group.
As soon as Elijah arrived at the office, Joey stepped into his office.
"Boss, I've been discussing with the PR department, and we have two possible solutions." Joey laid out the options. "The first one is to deny the morning news. We say you've never made any comments about Kylee."
Joey finished talking about the first method, and Elijah tossed his phone onto the desk.
Joey picked up his phone to see his outbox. There, a message was sent to a journalist at three in the morning.
Seeing the content, a chill ran through Joey. "Uh, this is something Violette sent while you were asleep, right?"
The frost on Elijah's face could kill. "What else?" Would he ever do something that would make him look bad?
Joey couldn't help but laugh awkwardly. "Then we can only resort to the second solution, compensating all major brand partners."
Money was never an issue for Elijah. What angered him was that Violette had embarrassed him!
Her actions were too aggressive. Couldn't she have discussed it with him before making a decision? Did she have to sneak around and message journalists behind his back?
"Boss, don't you have a screen lock on your phone?" Joey suggested. "Maybe you should set one now to prevent similar incidents."
"Could I even lock her out?" Elijah's voice was icy cold. "She could unlock it with my finger while I'm asleep!"
Joey had overlooked this. They had slept together last night. Once again proving, Elijah had no resistance towards Violette.
The Bourne Residence.
With no one disturbing her, Violette slept soundly until noon. Waking up, memories from last night flooded back, causing her face to flush with embarrassment.
Not daring to stay any longer, she quietly got dressed, and planned to sneak out.
"Violette, aren't you going to explain?" Elijah, with a cup of coffee in hand, gritted his teeth. "If you dare to step half a foot out of this door, I’ll break your legs!"Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.