The photos of Rosiley and Rorey posted online immediately triggered heated discussion on the
Internet.
They weren't famous stars, but because of their dramatic love triangle, the attention they got was no
less than any popular star.
The whole world knew that Rorey and Rosiley were archenemies, so the picture of the two getting
along soon drew controversies.
People who had previously supported Rosiley expressed their disappointment.
Someone reproached Rosiley with exasperation and regret. They wondered why she should forgive a
woman like Rorey and what the point for her previous fighting against Rorey was. They accused her of
not being worthy of so much support.
Some of them ridiculed Rosiley for being so stupid that she deserved to be cheated on.
But there were still quite a few discerning people who saw through the photos and gave an accurate
analysis of Rosiley's position in TEG. They pointed out that Rorey, who had a powerful background,
must have joined hands with TEG to force Rosiley to do so.
Among them, some blamed Rorey for polluting the entertainment industry and pointed out that her
frequent headline-grabbing behaviors were disgusting.
There were different opinions on the Internet. However, Rosiley, the focus of the discussion, made no
comment at all.
In the evening, Rosiley returned to the hotel. After dinner, she took a shower and walked out in her
pajamas. She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed and leaned against Sachin as she stared at the
screen of her laptop in resignation. "Every time I'm with that woman, nothing good happens to me."
"Indeed, she is quite capable of making trouble. But there are still a lot of discerning people and the
truth will soon be published.”
Sachin absent-mindedly flipped through the documents without even looked up.
"I don't care what people say about me, but it's disgusting to be tied up with the name Rorey all day
long.”
Rosiley curled her lips and turned off the news page on her laptop, not bothering to read more.
Noticing that, Sachin finally looked up from his documents and smiled, "Have any plan to fight back?"
"No."
Rosiley put her laptop aside and slid down, resting her head on Sachin's laps. She smiled at him, "No
need to fight back. If the company wants to hype Rorey, that's their business. But they would never
manage to force me to clarify anything again. I won't let them take anything they want freely."
"Looks like you really don't need me to worry about you."
Sachin stroke her cheek and his usual cold expression softened.
Rosiley curled up her lips and smiled elegantly, "Of course, if I had to rely on you for everything, you
would be so busy.”
"That being said, you're still not careful enough."
Sachin's gaze suddenly darkened.
The lady was confused, "What do you mean?"
“There have been reporters following you secretly these past two days."
"What?"
Rosiley's expression turned cold, "Is it Rorey?"
"Yes, she seems to be interested in the man supporting you."
Sachin's lips curved into a mocking arc.
“That woman's so stubborn!"
Rosiley gritted her teeth as she complained, her heart sinking.
She got chilled at the thought of being watched for doing everything every day.
That was horrible!
“Don't worry. I've already let Lane deal with it.”
As if he could sense her fear, Sachin held her hand and comforted her softly.
Rosiley rubbed the back of his hand like a cat. "Thankfully, you've found it out. Otherwise, your identity
would be compromised."
“Whatever. I don't care.”
Sachin looked calm and indifferent.
Rosiley narrowed her eyes. "But I care. You're so outstanding that I want to hide you from anyone
else.”
Sachin was surprised. But soon, the ice in his pitch-black eyes seemed to be melted.
He stretched out his hand and picked her up effortlessly to a face-to-face level and said in a low voice,
"Darling, what you said is very arousing."
The two were now clinging together. She was in his arms. Her face was so close to his that she could
feel his warmth. Being stared by his scorching gaze, she blushed as her heart raced.
Smiling, she stretched out her fair arms and put them around his neck. She blinked her lively eyes and
spelled, "So be it. It doesn't matter."
Eyes darkening, he no longer suppressed himself. He held her and gave her a slow kiss.
Rosiley was paralyzed in Sachin's arms, her mouth slightly open as she gasped for air.
The man stared down at her, his eyes filled with suppression of desire.
Rosiley blushed at him and asked in a hoarse voice, "You always be like this. Is it bad for you?"
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