The reporters had swarmed over and surrounded Lucille's path. "Miss Lucille, have you watched the news these days? Do you have any explanation to the content of those news?"

Lucille's face turned pale for a moment.

"Miss Lucille, we heard that your father killed your mother and is still running away. The police has made him a key wanted criminal, and it is said that you are the one who reported your father."

The reporter's question made Lucille's face turn pale all of a sudden even if she wore makeup.

"Miss Lucille, do you want to cut off the relationship with your father completely so that you can hang around with the rich without getting implicated?" The reporter's words were sharp, and he didn't intend to let her go so easily. "The incident between you and Mr. Lawrence was sensational. Someone once said that you were the most beautiful socialite divas in the city. Miss Lucille, you should know that with your family background, in fact, you would never be regarded as a socialite divas. It is because of your kindness that ma

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ur family wants to keep a woman that humiliated us by our side because we can't deal with Harold, right?"

But this was not what Lawrence was thinking about. Lucille had broken up with him in front of Harold. Why did Harold announce to send Lucille to the company today? What was his purpose to do so? Was it really like what his mother said to humiliate him, or did he want Lucille to spy on him? The excitement of saving the company had disappeared. Now he felt a trace of inexplicable fear for Harold because he had no idea what he was thinking.

On the way back, the two of them kept silent all the way. The spacious car made her feel depressed and cramped. She opened the window, and the cold wind poured in suddenly, blowing her hair in a mess, and it hurt on her face.

She stretched out her hand and felt the wind sweeping over her fingertips.

In such a cold and wet night, she inexplicably felt lonely. If there were no these annoying street lights, she might feel a little better.

"Are you satisfied with my arrangement today?"