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Chapter 100: He Said Home

Chapter 100: He Said Home

When Mariana looked up, she realized it was Leopoldo.

At that moment, the journalists who had been asking questions stood up, stunned as they watched

Mariana leave with Leopoldo, their eyes wide with surprise.

Was it... Leopoldo?

After a moment of silence, the crowd of reporters turned to raise their cameras.

Numerous flashing lights came on again, pointing to the backs of the two as they walked away.

As soon as they were stunned, the security guards who had been present to manage the scene came

out en masse, holding hands in front of the group of journalists.

The crowd could only watch the two leave.

Andrea, standing on the stage, looked at the two disappearing from the entrance, angrily.

Why hadn't Leopoldo, after seeing the video, abandoned her? Why had he come to her aid? It couldn't

be like that!

Xavier turned to look at the video, smiling playfully as always, and reached out to stroke her chin.

What a beautiful photo.

Mariana followed Leopoldo stumbling, and he led her to the elevator, then to the garage, and finally

opened the car door and pushed her in, stepping aside to get into the car as well.

Everything seemed to have happened in an instant, and Mariana was still a bit disoriented, with a

confused look on her face.

The man next to him had already started the car.

-Where do we go now?

-Home.

The calmness in his tone surprised the woman first, yet she felt warm in her heart.

The whole trip was in silence.

Soon they arrived home, and after entering, Mariana went upstairs, entered her room and fell into bed.

The moment his eyes closed, what had happened at the launch appeared before his eyes again, the

lights were so blinding that they seemed to burn his soul.

To which world did he really belong?

After remaining silent for a while in front of Mariana's room, Leopoldo became angry, but, finally, he

stopped interrupting and returned to his room. He went to the window, took out his phone.

-Mr. Durán.

Lionel's voice came on the other end of the line.

-Did you find anything?

-It was the journalist who pressured Mrs. Marina. We got his phone, hacked into it and got a recording

of the call.

Journalists always left open the possibility of recording the calls.

-Tell me!

-It is Ms. Solis, she contacted that reporter and edited that video to be shown at the launch of the

investment.

The reason he didn't say, because his boss knew. Lionel held the phone tightly, waiting for the words

there.

I kept thinking of the image of Mariana stunned and helpless in front of a crowd of frantic journalists. At

that moment, that image made Leopoldo's heart hesitate for a few moments, and then he turned to her.

-Create a car accident so that she cannot continue filming Empress Santa.

Lionel, clenching the phone in his hand. Only after a while did he answer in a deep voice:

-Yes.

Hanging up the phone, Leopoldo looked out the window, thinking about something.

In the evening, after attending to reporters, Andrea returned to the living room and suddenly slammed

her purse on the floor, her smile instantly fierce.

His eyes were bloodshot, his body was shaking and his chest was full of rage, unable to calm down for

long.

-Miss...

At that moment, her assistant, who was standing behind her, carefully picked up the expensive bag on

the floor and hesitantly approached Andrea's side, saying with some concern and fear.

-What? You want to make me laugh too, don't you?

Andrea turned sharply, angrily, glaring at her assistant, and spoke with hatred. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing the look of fear on the assistant's face, Andrea snorted with disdain, removed the bag and

turned to walk away.

Driving alone to the bar, Andrea was wearing a black cap and large black glasses that almost covered

most of her cheeks.

-Whisky.

As soon as he sat down at the bar, a glass was quickly placed in front of him.

He drained the glass in one go.

-Another drink.

At that moment, the seat next to her was occupied, and Andrea sensed something, and turned her

eyes to see a well-dressed man.

-Miss, are you alone?

The words were tinged with a slight coquetry.

Andrea took the glass handed to her by the waiter, her fingers brushed the wall of the glass thinking

about something, without looking at the man.

The bar was a place to have fun, but she was in a bad mood today and really wasn't interested in

anyone.

After taking another drink, Andrea spoke :

-Another one.

Andrea was already a little dizzy.

-Miss, how boring to drink alone!

The man lifted the glass in his hand and held it up to Andrea's face, tilting it slightly so that the liquid

inside fell into Andrea's glass.

She looked at the man and Andrea took the glass and drank it.

The man's eyes showed he was planning something and the smile intensified as he stared at Andrea

and he drank.

Shortly after drinking, Andrea's body became hot and her face was warm.