Chapter 803
"Mr. Frane is so handsome and so gentle with Lillian!"
"Yeah, I'm so jealous of Lillian. They look so perfect together, like a scene from a movie."
"Who spread the rumor that Lillian got her position through shady means? Mr. Frane's affection is practically written all over his face!"
"I'm going to stay up all night writing a novel based on Mr. Frane and Lillian. No one can stop me!"
"Hurry up and write it, and make sure to share it with me when you're done."
Among these voices, a different one suddenly interjected.
"Mr. Frane said he's just here to check on the progress of the annual project. You guys are overthinking it."
It was Cecilia, with a stain on her chest that she couldn't clean off.
Thinking about how Jackson was so gentle and patient with Lillian just now, and how he didn't even glance at her with his arrogant and noble demeanor, Cecilia felt a pang of jealousy and couldn't help but speak up.
Doris chimed in, "Yeah, you guys are overthinking it. Maybe Mr. Frane is even warmer and more considerate towards Ms. Price."
Doris had just been pushed down by Lillian, and her abdomen was still hurting.
She had already offended Lillian badly and just hoped that Jackson really was better to Star, or else she would have also offended Jackson. That would be a dead end.
Quincy and Briar, who had accompanied Lillian to see off the guests, returned just in time to hear these words as Lillian and Jackson entered the elevator.
Briar snorted, "No matter how important the Star Group's annual meeting is, it doesn't warrant the boss of Star Group coming to our company to discuss details in person, right? Isn't it obvious why Mr. Frane is here? I advise some people to admit their mistakes early, or else no one will be able to save them."
Briar glanced at Doris and Cecilia, then started to walk away.
Doris frowned, bit her lip, and seemed thoughtful, but said nothing more.
Cecilia, however, stepped forward and grabbed Briar.
"Briar, you must apologize to me!"
She hadn't forgotten how Briar had embarrassed her just now.
She felt that Briar did it on purpose.
Briar shook off Cecilia's hand, "Apologize for what? It's your fault for not even being able to serve tea properly. Besides, you're too busy showing off your figure to do anything right."
Cecilia was hopping mad.
Briar rolled her eyes, "Too bad Mr. Frane only has eyes for Lillian and doesn't even want to look at you, afraid of dirtying his eyes."
Briar pouted and walked away, while Cecilia shouted angrily at her back.
"Briar, you just keep being Lillian's lapdog. Let's see what you can achieve!"
What was Lillian anyway? Even if she was Jackson's ex-wife, so what?
She was just an ex-wife; what could she do?
Besides, there was no word that Jackson's ex-wife had any powerful background.
Now she knew that Anouk was the heir to the Kelly Group. As long as she pleased and followed Anouk, how could she not avenge today's humiliation?
Cecilia snorted coldly and turned to find Anouk.
Meanwhile, Lillian escorted Jackson directly to the company's underground parking lot. As soon as they exited the elevator, she pulled her hand out of Jackson's palm.
"Alright, I have to work. Mr. Frane, take care."
She turned to leave, but Jackson wouldn't let her go just like that.
With a forceful pull, Lillian was drawn into his embrace.
"Why are you here again? Stop it!"
"I've already started dealing with the video and rumors. Soon, no one will spread them anymore. This matter is related to Star, and I'll handle it later."
These videos spread so widely and suddenly, along with the one-sided comments.
It was impossible that no one was behind it.
Lillian smiled lightly, "Okay, I know."
Jackson looked deeply at her, realizing that Lillian hadn't been angry from the beginning.
He should be happy, but he felt strange. Why wasn't Lillian angry?
Did she not care about him anymore? So, she didn't mind the rumors about him and Star?
Thinking of this possibility, he felt a bit dejected.
"Why are you so calm?"
She wasn't like this before. Lillian looked obedient, but she had quite a temper.
Lillian found it amusing and a bit helpless.
Why was he the one feeling off when she wasn't angry?
"I'm not angry because I know those videos and photos are fake. Some are taken from certain angles, and some are deliberately cropped to create an ambiguous atmosphere. As for those nasty rumors, I couldn't care less since they're not true. Besides, I've heard worse before."
Jackson listened to her explanation, his frown gradually easing.
So, Lillian wasn't angry because she believed him.
But hearing the last part, his heart ached.
Lillian said she had heard worse, probably referring to the time after she turned eighteen and he left Miracalia.
On his way to The Kelly Media, Jackson had seen the harsh and nasty comments about Lillian in the group chats. Many were extremely offensive.
He had wanted to smash his phone several times.
But now Lillian was saying in a light tone that she had heard worse.
Jackson hugged Lillian tightly again, his forehead resting against hers, his voice hoarse. "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Lillian's lips curved up again, "Alright, let go of me. I need to go back to work, and you should get back to work too. Don't worry about me!"
Since she decided to give Jackson another chance, she would face problems with him and deal with enemies together, rather than venting her anger on him and causing conflicts.
She wouldn't let the person lurking in the shadows and causing trouble take any satisfaction."No, my ex-wife and future wife are so good, I can't bear to let go. Just a little longer."
Lillian had just pushed Jackson when he tightened his arms.
He was like a clingy, affectionate big dog.
Lillian was helpless and was about to pat him when Jackson's hand moved and pressed on the injury on her lower back.
Lillian had hit her waist on the table corner when she was pushed earlier, and it had hurt so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.
Now Jackson's hand was pressing on it, and with his strength, Lillian couldn't help but let out a pained gasp.
Jackson immediately let go of her, realizing something was wrong, his expression turning serious and tense.
"What's wrong with your waist?"
"It's nothing, I just accidentally hit it earlier. It might be a bit bruised, but it's no big deal..."
Before Lillian could finish her sentence, Jackson scooped her up in his arms.
With long strides, Jackson headed towards his Cullinan.
"No, I need to check it myself."
Before Lillian could react, she was placed in the back seat, and Jackson followed. Without needing instructions, Terry, seeing the situation, sensibly raised the partition.
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