Chapter 138 Driven to Spit Blood
"What are you going crazy for?" Jackson pulled her back.
Lillian lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes red with disgust as she stared at him.
"I'm not going crazy. I just don't want to breathe the same air as you. I'm about to puke!"
She was very angry.
However, Jackson thought she was disgusted by him and about to vomit, especially when he saw the look in her eyes, devoid of any past hint of obedience, admiration, and affection.
His heart tightened, and he abruptly closed his eyes and pushed Lillian away.
"Stop the car! Let her get out."
The car stopped, and Lillian impatiently pushed open the door and got out of the car.
The car indeed didn't stop for a second and drove off.
Thinking that Shirley was still at Digital Dreams Gaming, Lillian stopped a car and journeyed back.
When she returned, Shirley was sitting by the flower bed at the entrance of Digital Dreams Gaming.
"Lilian, are you okay? Did Jackson do anything to you?" Shirley asked concernedly.
Lillian shook her head and also looked her over. After seeing that she hadn't been mistreated by the bodyguards, she asked, "Why are you sitting here?"
Shirley said angrily, "Of course, I'm here to confront Wendy. This matter isn't over. Even if I can't snatch back the opportunity, I still need to scold Wendy thoroughly and tarnish her reputation here! She can't get away easily!"
Lillian tried to calm her down.
At that moment, Michael happened to be accompanying Wendy out.
Wendy tried a dance. She could dance, after all, Grace was a dancer.
But her level was very amateurish. Without Lillian for comparison, it might still be passable, but with Lillian there, Wendy's dancing was simply unbearable.
Michael felt uncomfortable, but Jackson had spoken, saying that if Wendy was capable, she would be given the role.
Even though Wendy was not capable, she was the future boss. Michael did not dare offend her! He could only grit his teeth and accept it.
"Ms. Sivan, please let me know when you're available to sign the contract, I will adjust to your schedule."
Wendy smiled, and when she saw Lillian, she deliberately walked over with Michael.
"Lillian, haven't you left yet? I was just about to sign the contract with Michael. If you can't catch a ride, why not wait for me to sign the contract and then give you a ride?"
Shirley raised her hand to hit her, and Lillian pinched Shirley's wrist.
"I have a way to make her give up."
She said to Shirley without lowering her voice. Wendy also heard it, and she sneered.
"Wendy, can I have a word with you?"
Lillian looked at Wendy, who thought Lillian was being foolish.
She said with a smile, "I'm in a hurry to sign the contract, so I'm afraid I can't accompany you."
Lillian leaned close to Wendy's ear. "What I want to talk about is related to Jackson. If you want me to divorce him smoothly, you better listen."
Wendy narrowed her eyes, but in the end, she followed Lillian to the side.
Lillian didn't say much, she opened her bag and took out something to show her.
Three minutes later, Wendy came back and said to Michael.
"Michael, the dancer is more suitable for Lillian. Your company should stick to the original contract and sign with Lillian, I'm withdrawing."
Michael's eyes lit up. "But what about Mr. Frane?"
Wendy smiled gently, "I'll take care of Jackson, you don't need to report to him anymore."
Michael was already dissatisfied with Wendy, now he could return to the right track without doing anything, naturally, he had no objections.
He saw Wendy off, and fearing any changes, immediately signed the contract with Lillian.
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