Chapter 229
Bucky was stunned for a moment and sighed. "Yes, Young Master."
"Chloe." Aman said on the phone, "No matter what you want to ask about, I just want you to know that what happened that year is not what you think... If you want to listen to me, I will tell you, no matter what choice you will make."
After hearing Aman's conversation with Chloe, Bucky turned off his hands free.
Chloe bit her lip and lowered her head. There was a drop of water dripping from her face.
After Aman finished his words, he hung up the phone directly.
Yes, he obeyed her choice.
"Young Madam, since Young Master has agreed, I will accompany you to Bishop Family." Bucky said to the driver in front of him, "Turn around and go to Bishop Family."
"Yes."
The driver answered.
At the intersection, the car that Chloe was in went in another direction. The bodyguards' cars were divided into two groups, which caught up with Chloe and Aman.
After turning on the phone, Chloe looked at the information and missed the call.
Zoya called a lot of people.
As for Miss, it was estimated that she wanted to ask her about the situation when she saw that something had happened to the Dior family in the past two days...
Chloe glanced at the information of Zoya with tears in her eyes
[Chloe, you're discharged from the hospital today, aren't you? I want to go there, but Aman shouldn't have seen me going there...]
[Then you go back and make a phone call to me, okay?]
Chloe miled. Zoya had always thought that she was responsible for what happened to her this time.
Although Chloe went back to the cemetery, she was the one who took Zoya with her.
Chloe wiped her eyes and made a phone call "Hello, Chloe, your phone is finally connected!"
"The battery was powered off before." Chloe said, "I'm discharged from the hospital. You don't have to come over. You can do your work first..."
"No, no, no, I will put down the matter of newspaper office and pick you up from the hospital, but..." Zoya on the phone said with some scruples, "I'm afraid that President Emperor will know. I went to see you last night, and I feel his eyes. I guess he wants to be killed by someone."
"You think too much. This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Don't worry, Dior will not have a good end." Zoya said, "Do you see the current news? After President Dior's accident, the Dior Company was occupied by the family's foreigners. There is no news about Frederick, and the woman Dior disappeared directly... The retribution comes."
It was indeed retribution. This retribution came from Aman...
"I see." Chloe remembered the TV she saw that day. "We said the day before yesterday... I'm not interested in knowing about them."
"I'm just afraid that you're angry."
"She is angry." Chloe said, "But there is no need to do anything. Aman will not let her go.
No matter what Aman thought.
However, since their children were gone, Aman would certainly not pretend that nothing had happened. Chloe was sure of this.
"By the way..." Speaking of this, Zoya was a little breathless. "Well, Chloe, let me ask you a question. Will I be angry if I lie to you? Will I break up with you?"
"For example, you lied to me that my child was gone?" Chloe knew what Zoya wanted to say the moment she heard it.
"What?" Zoya was shocked and almost dropped her chin. "You, you, you, you already know? Did... Aman tell you?"
"I heard it in the hospital."
Zoya was silent for a while, thinking about how to comfort her. "Chloe, I hope you understand this. In fact, everyone is doing this for your own good. When Aman asked me not to mention me, I hesitated a little... But I quickly agreed, because we didn't want to see you cry!"
Chloe wiped her cheeks and her face was wet.
How could he not cry?
Her child was gone just like that. Without blessings, she went to heaven quietly.
"Don't blame Aman. He is the father of the child, and he will not feel better than you." Zoya said, "But if the child is gone, you will have another child. Now you are not afraid of having a baby. Maybe the child just wants you to get used to it, but now she has retired..."
Chloe laughed with tears in her eyes.
"I hope so."
Zoya was always optimistic about one thing.
"Of course!" Zoya said, "So you have to take care of your body now. Or in a few years, I think you will have a few children with you, so don't be sad."
Chloe didn't say anything.
"Are you going back now?" Zoya asked. Chloe raised her face and took a deep breath. "No, I'm going to Bishop Family now?"
"What?"
"There are some problems. Bishop Family owes me an explanation!"
Zoya thought that Chloe wanted to ask Bishop Family to dig the tomb. She said, "Chloe, don't go. If you go there, they won't admit it. I heard that the gangsters who were taken away by the police denied it... I'll go against Bishop Family in the future!"
"No, it's not just one thing!" Chloe thought of her parents' death and looked determined.
"And? Chloe, listen to me, Chloe..."
Chloe hung up the phone.
Zoya was standing outside a media company, staring at the phone hanging up for a long time.
She came to this media company to meet a senior executive and planned to ask him about the newspaper office.
A man behind him came out surrounded by many people. He wore a dark red shirt, honey skin, and a bright and charming smile like a fire. Ragib looked at Zoya who was coming over "Ragib, don't worry. Without your consent, we won't publish any news about you!"
"Young Ragib, take care!"
"Please feel free to tell me what to do next time. Just give me a call. There's no need to bother you to come here personally..."
The media company was sending him out.
Zoya was staring at her mobile phone in a daze when she heard the word "Ragib". She turned around and saw that Ragib, surrounded by the media company, was walking towards them with his eyes narrowed.
As soon as the Young Master of the military showed up, the people of the media company all bowed and bowed, as if they were waiting for Shen I to come out...
Last time, Zoya took a photo of his report and was warned.
She didn't want to get into trouble at this moment, so she quickly turned around
"Reporter." The man behind her dragged a voice. "Don't tell me you're tailing me here? What, you're interested in me? You still want to entangle me to take photos of me?"
Zoya stopped on the ground, as if her feet were tied with lead.
She took a deep breath and turned around.
Ragib had already come in front of her in a few steps and looked at this fearless little reporter. "Was last time's warning not enough?"
"..." Zoya took a step back. She knew the horror of this kind of man, but she must not show her cowardice. "Ragib, what a joke! People can't come to a place where you can come. Who says that I am taking photos of you? I don't want to do entertainment anymore. Also, please behave yourself when you talk. In fact, few women like you in this world have a crush on you!"
The smile on Ragib's face disappeared, as if he was facing this reporter who was taking photos of his private life...
He disdained to display his elegance and charm!
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Ragib sneered. "Last time, it was a warning. Next time..."
Zoya felt that her legs were going to be soft.
But she hated her damn self-esteem and self-strength
"What are you doing?" She raised her head insincerely and said, "The rich are so great that they want to kill people. This is a legal society. Young Ragib, you are still a knight. If you dare to threaten the people, believe it or not, I will tell you what you said today..."
"What do you think?" Ragib was not afraid of reporters at all. "But do you think that the media in Zayn dare to mention me? Believe it or not, you can't survive in the media world."
It seemed that Aman had taught her a lesson last time.
This woman had really not been absorbed at all!
Zoya tried her best to hold on. "I didn't do anything illegal. Why?"
If she lost, she would not lose. If she died, she would die with dignity. She would never show weakness!
Ragib smiled. "Do you want to say that you are not afraid? Women, don't say that you are not afraid anything, it is because you don't know much."
As his tall body approached, Zoya immediately made a gesture of defense. "What are you doing? Do you still want to beat people in public? Look, Ragib is going to beat women in public..."
The people who came out to see Ragib stood next to them, nervously looking at them, and no one made a sound.
Instead, he looked at Zoya with incredible eyes.
He looked at her as if he was digging his own grave.
"You-" Zoya widened her eyes. "Are you in the media circle or reporters? Is embarrassing for you to be afraid of power like this?"
Everyone was silent. They were just in the media circle, so they were afraid of power!
"Save it." Ragib said coldly, "Didn't you say that you're going to report me? Now you're outside the media company. You can try if you can."
Zoya had heard that this man was so arrogant that almost no one in the whole Zayn dared to provoke him, but she didn't expect that he would be so arrogant.
"Believe it or not." Ragib felt that it was necessary to threaten this woman, so he turned her over and said in her ear, "I am flirting with this woman, and no one dares to shoot it, not to mention that some media dare to report it."
"... What are you going to do?" Zoya immediately stepped back like a plague and widened her eyes.
Ragib glanced at her and said, "You're in good shape... It's a pity that I haven't caught a cold recently. You should be careful when you want to hold your bowl. Otherwise... you know what a woman is most afraid of?"
The last sentence was creepy!
In Zoya's big eyes, Ragib waved his hand and got in the car.
Zoya came to her senses and immediately gave him a middle finger. "Fk! I'm scared!"
The media company's people also waved to Ragib's car, with smiles all over their faces. "Young Ragib, take care!"
"Gee, I really think I am charming." Zoya rolled her eyes. "In addition to that face, there is nothing else. And I don't like you. I don't like such a playboy like you!"
Zoya decided that she would change her mind from now He was transferred out of the Association of Wondrous Crafts!
"Clatter! Clatter!"
The sound of cameras came from the side.
Zoya turned around and saw that the reporter of this media company was taking pictures of her
"What to take pictures of?" Zoya immediately raised her camera. "None of them are reporters. Do you want to take pictures with them? They are all colleagues. Be polite!"
Several reporters put away the camera and laughed teasingly.
"The reporter is joking. It's just a joke. It's a professional habit."
"I heard that the reporters are going to open their own newspaper. Congratulations."
"I didn't expect you to know him..."
"Yes, I'm going to open the newspaper." Zoya smiled with her hands on her hips. "We will welcome all of you to come and work with us. At least I don't know the man named Ragib. There are many women who have talked to him. Don't talk nonsense!"
Outside the media company, several reporters looked at each other. They didn't know each other?
After Zoya got on the car and left, everyone dispersed and went to pay attention to the big news about the accident of the Dior family.