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Owen cancelled his initial intention to shut up. He is now back in front of the media who are still in the press conference room.
..."That's it, Reaghal!" one of the reporters exclaimed as Owen entered the conference room....
Once again Owen stood there with a decision he believed was right to make. Owen's gonna stop Vivian's game from getting here.
Owen did not want Vivian to be someone he would hate for the rest of his life.
"I'm sorry for my previous attitude. I know you must be wondering why I just left" Owen said.
"I just want to say if the news released by the company earlier is a misunderstanding. Vivian and I are not getting married." Owen explained without making small talk.
"That's all that.."
"Does that mean your relationship is just a friend in bed?" one of the reporters asked another question. Instantly the atmosphere of the place returned boisterous. Each one whispered about the attitude Owen showed. Some doubted the question being asked.
"sorry. It seems there is a misunderstanding. We have no such relationship." elak Owen denied the question he knew he wanted to corner him.
A photo is suddenly shown on the screen. A photo that no one should have seen. The photo that should only be a secret between Vivian and herself. Owen's body stiffened.
..."How do you feel about this, sir?" All the reporters are waiting. "Wouldn't you spend a night together and even stay at one of the best hotels in town. In the morning you both can be seen having breakfast and getting out of the hotel together. ...
...Does that mean nothing to you?"...
...Damnit....
..."Are you like this, sir? like to play with a woman and then leave her just like that?"...
...journalist 1...
..."Does that mean you won't be responsible for Miss Vivian?"...
...Journalist 2....
...In charge?...
..."Is this reckless behavior common to you? what was Mr Hilbert's response? does he know and support your actions, sir?" other journalists....
Owen's face flushed red, while his handbooks paled. So many questions aimed to corner him. And Owen didn't know what to say to avoid it.
..."Is your attitude like this worthy as the successor of SEAM GROUP? will it not hurt the company? what about your other scandals?"...
The room was getting bigger and bigger. While Owen was still silent. The camera is constantly being pointed at him. Owen hated the current situation so much.
The question came to Owen. His head immediately became empty. Owen did not expect that what he thought had become a reality. Vivian has really trapped herself. Sleeping together is one of the woman's plans as well.
The insolent! How dare Vivian do all this.
"It seems you've misunderstood." Vivian returned a sharp gaze from Owen with sparkling eyes, like a guardian angel who was ready to keep Owen from anything, when in reality he was the mastermind of it all.
"Photo is right." I'm Vivian. Once again make a scene all the reporters.
..."So you admit that the one in the photo that's true is you and Mr Reaghal? Did you just spend time with him in that hotel too right?"...
...journalist 1....
..."Does your confession mean that you've just been dumped? how are you feeling right now?"...
...journalist 2....
Vivian put on a stern but hurt face, "That's our business. How is the relationship we have. Whether I'm with Mr. Owen or not, it's our business. I don't think my personal business is for everyone to know this."
"I hope you don't confuse this issue with the company's decision" Vivian said in a statement.
Hearing that, Owen was getting inflamed. Vivian is really sneaky. "I really love my fiancee. But I can't force her to return my feelings. So please stop this news here."
Owen threw away his face as tears full of deceit flowed down Vivian's face. It felt like Owen was eager to dismantle the fake face.
..."What if you are pregnant? will you stay in your stance? You don't want Mr Owen to take responsibility?"...
...journalist 3....
...Contain? What the fuck!...
..."Did you get any threats from the miss company? if you say so!"...
...other journalists....
...Tears that had only been faint now flowed more rapidly to make journalists who had been crowded immediately speechless and began to speculate about what happened....
..."Please stop everything up here. Please please. I'm sorry."...
Vivian left the conference room just like that leaving so many questions and judgmental gazes to Owen.
...From : Vivian's...
..."Hows it? you likey?"...
...You're crazy Vivian. You've really gone crazy!...
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