Chapter 1143 Forget It, Let It Go?
A group of people surrounded Jane and left in a grand procession, along with a row of Ferraris and Paganis parked outside the recording studio.
The crew members who came out with them were dumbfounded.
"Is Jane's popularity for real? She just casually posted on Facebook, and so many people showed up. Wasn't this pre-arranged?"
"This segment was a last-minute notice to the guests. How could she have planned it?"
"True."
The director's assistant patted them on the shoulder and said, "Alright, stop guessing. Jane is quite popular. Many people have heard about her making enemies everywhere, but only with a strong enough personality can she attract equally outstanding people. Only truly excellent people can provoke others' criticism and jealousy."
"Indeed, that's not our concern. We need to know that today's ratings have skyrocketed, and our bonuses for this month have doubled!"
"Thank you, Ms. Watkins!"
"Thank you!"
Jane took the group to a famous private kitchen restaurant in Paykston.
A group of people who hadn't seen each other for a long time gathered together, completely unaware that things were heating up online.
As Melissa had predicted, netizens quickly found out that the photographer she mentioned was Jane.
However, the story took a completely different turn from what she had expected.
[Jane, one of the most promising contemporary photographers, is the new generation photographer in our country with the most professional awards and the highest prestige. Even many prominent figures in the photography world have publicly praised Jane. Is this the lack of professional ability Melissa was talking about?]
[Ms. Butler, please find someone from the same generation with better technical skills than Jane!]
[Melissa is really laughable, especially considering Jane's reaction. Jane is amazing, no doubt about it.]
[Ms. Watkins is awesome!]
Jane received a call from her studio staff during a break in the meal.
The staff said, "Jane, your followers have increased by over six hundred thousand and are still growing. Talent agencies want to sign you, and several variety shows want to invite you. What do you think?"
"No, I'm not going." Jane refused without hesitation. "You guys handle it for me."
Although the studio didn't have an independent PR department, they had a few people with excellent PR skills.
"Okay," the studio employee said. "Also, when you guys left, some bystanders saw Calvin buying you a barbecue."
The studio employee added, "I'll send you the link. It's pretty hot right now."
The implication was that Jane would better be prepared.
The headline was indeed hot, titled [Jane Secretly Eating Barbecue.]
Jane thought, 'Is everyone so bored? Don't they have work, school, or kids to take care of?'
The content was a report from an enthusiastic netizen: [I was lucky to witness it on the spot. I saw Mr. Green not only carrying lobsters but also a portion of barbecue. He quietly told Jane to eat it secretly and not to tell Mr. Watkins. It cracked me up!]
Netizens' comments were on fire.
[Now the whole world knows Jane secretly ate barbecue behind Jovan's back.]
[Now the whole world knows Calvin helped Jane secretly eat barbecue behind Jovan's back.]
[Although it's wrong, why do I find it a bit sweet?]
[I want to know which barbecue place is so good. Please share the address.]
"Jane, what are you looking at?" Calvin, sitting next to Jane, immediately noticed her looking at her phone.
Jane showed Calvin the phone screen and said, "Do you think Jovan will beat you up when he gets back?"
Calvin took a closer look, swallowed hard, and immediately remembered the dark childhood when he couldn't resist Jane's pleading and took her to eat snacks, only to be scolded by Jovan.
"Jovan went abroad, right? He shouldn't know about this, right?" Calvin struggled.
"Is there no internet abroad?" Jane was speechless.
Calvin looked at the unfinished skewers in front of Jane. He was doomed!
Jane tried to comfort Calvin. "You don't have to be so pessimistic. After all, you're an adult now. Jovan shouldn't be too hard on you."
Calvin's face was expressionless. "But my dad will be hard on me, and even harder."
These were just a few bad words from Jovan to his dad, and it indeed seemed that way. Jane had nothing to say.
"Look at this netizen's comment. They said we looked quite sweet together. You're taking advantage of me. Does that make you feel better?" Jane clicked on the comment.
Calvin's heart raced for a few seconds, too guilty to look at Jane. "Who's taking advantage of you! These netizens are just making things up!"
Calvin took a sip of his drink and looked up. "You've had three drinks already. Stop drinking, or Jovan will really kill me if he finds out."
Calvin hadn't finished feeling guilty when he suddenly saw an incoming call.
It was from an unknown number.
"Hello!" Calvin, now agitated, answered the call with no patience.
Anthony's low, cold voice came through the receiver, "Mr. Green."
Calvin instinctively looked at Jane in fear.
Jane, with a mouthful of food, noticed Calvin's gaze and looked over in confusion.
"I'll take this call outside." Calvin quickly decided and left the private room.
"Anthony?" Once outside, with the door closed, Calvin confirmed with Anthony.
"Yes," Anthony admitted readily and asked, "Is Jane with you?"
"Uh, yeah, we're... Wait, what does this have to do with you?" Calvin realized.
Calvin hadn't seen Anthony for months, let alone contacted him. As far as he knew, Anthony hadn't been in touch with Jane during this time.
Calvin thought Jane and Anthony were completely over.
"Answer my question." Anthony, sitting in the driver's seat, lightly stroked the leather texture of the steering wheel and said, "Mr. Green, I happened to see someone say you and Jane look quite compatible."
"Hey!" Calvin's internal alarm system was triggered. "You promised to keep it a secret! And no, I'm not going to be with Jane, nor do I plan to confess. I'm not your rival. You don't have to do this to me, okay?"
Anthony indeed didn't see Calvin as a rival.
In his eyes, Calvin wasn't worthy.
"Where are you guys?" Anthony continued to ask, his tone assertive.
Calvin gave the address and then said, "Mr. Clark, honestly, you haven't contacted Jane for so long. Just let it go. You've been entangled with Jane for so many years, and it ended like this. She got hurt, but she's doing well now. Just let it go. Why bother?"
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