My Domineering CEO Husband

“Andrew? Who is this?”

“Didn’t I just say, it’s from F. Y. Entertainment, it should be a senior.”

“Is there any personal grudge between F. Y. Entertainment and Ralph?”

“What good would it do to this Andrew to have Mr. Chapman killed?”

“This name sounds foreign, it’s definitely not something good.”

Because Ralph usually has too much prestige, these words were said by him, as if he was telling everyone a fact.

No one actually doubted the truth of his words, and many of the media reporters on the scene discussed what Andrew was and why he wanted to deal with Ralph.

The scene is noisy, Ralph slightly raised his hand.

The scene was silent.

Ralph picked up the microphone and continued, “F. Y. Entertainment is a recently acquired entertainment company, and Andrew is its actual controlling person. In addition, he has another identity.”

“Bridge once said that he has a powerful uncle who can help him clear all the obstacles in the entertainment industry. And Bridge’s uncle, is this Mr. Andrew.”

“I don’t know what purpose he has back home, whether it’s for Bridge’s revenge on me, or he wants to get me killed to annex SFLE Media, in order to achieve his purpose of controlling the whole entertainment industry, or even deeper.”

“To that, I can only say three words.”

“Impossible.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“Rexwell is my Ralph’s territory, and Crayra is even more intolerable for outsiders to spill the beans.”

These words were powerfully spoken.

The shutter sounded continuously on the scene, and countless cameras, clearly recorded all of Ralph’s words, and then passed them to the countless viewers on the internet.

The netizens were stunned by what Ralph said.

At that moment, Lottie took Ralph’s microphone.

Facing the camera squarely, he shouted, “Andrew, the son of a third party, shameless.”

“Come squarely if you have the guts.”

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The release party ended quickly.

Ralph and the others quickly withdrew, but what they said, and the message they released, was cut out by several media outlets and made into a video to spread around.

More and more people know the relationship between Bridge and Andrew, and have felt that Andrew can’t be a good guy.

Some netizens even began to deep-search Andrew’s identity, and soon found Andrew’s own photos, by the way, his identity and past history are picked up once.

The final conclusion is that Andrew is really his father and the family maid born, the maid killed his predecessor to the top, the former son in order to avenge his mother, and even Andrew’s own mother to death.

And Andrew, indeed, has a prominent family, is a foreign plutocrat, the Beck Family’s only heir.

On the photo, Andrew’s quiet green eyes, staring straight into the camera, the corners of his lips slightly up, obviously a rather mild foreign gentleman, but always make people feel that his smile is creepy.

The netizens, who are well versed in the art, naturally discovered Andrew’s starry love history, as well as the congratulatory notice written on the official website of the Baker Group, and realized that Jessica was actually his fiancée!

The child that Jessica is carrying in her belly, is it this Andrew’s?

The deeper the melon is picked up, the more people are involved, and the netizens are tired of eating melon.

But still, everyone vowed to get to the bottom of Andrew’s determination.

The newest and most popular brand is F. Y. Entertainment.

The biggest hit was undoubtedly Andrew.

Some people picked up his schedule and blocked the entrance of the hotel where he was staying, and there were even bold “Lottie&Ralph” Couple Fans who threw rotten eggs at Andrew after he showed up.

“Shit!”

Andrew couldn’t help but yell.

The power of rotten eggs is too great, Andrew has always been concerned about the image, think that the good cultivation, in such a situation, can not help but will break.

However, perhaps inspired, behind a number of people to throw things on Andrew.

Some are mineral water bottles, some are cell phone covers, and some even throw a big pack of tissues at him because they can’t find anything.

Andrew was beyond frantic, surrounded by bodyguards, and his anger kept rising.

This mob!

He quickly instructed the assistants and bodyguards around him in English to remember to sue everyone at the scene, and he would make sure these bastards looked good!

With his bodyguards escorting him, Andrew walked with immense difficulty to the hotel lobby.

Some people heard what Andrew said and their anger increased.

A young girl, even more furious, took out a piece of sanitary napkin from her bag, unloaded the keychain and put it in, then shouted, “Andrew!”

Andrew subconsciously turned around.

Andrew subconsciously turned around. A piece of sanitary napkin smashed into his face with a “pop”.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a series of spurts of laughter.

The girl was not going to back down and shouted at Andrew: “Murderer, go back to your Odense!

Andrew’s face turned black.

His assistant immediately stepped forward and carefully lifted something off Andrew’s face.

“Mr. Beck, this is all Ralph’s track, must be calm.”

Andrew had lived for so many years, except for the previous years of exile, he had never been a respected existence, but this time he suffered this kind of insult and was so angry that his face turned blue.

“Ralph.”

Andrew reached out and crushed a mineral water bottle, then went into the hotel elevator under the escort of the crowd.

When he returned to his room, Andrew took the lead and smashed the fish tank in the middle of the living room.

Ignoring the fish that was beating the ground with its tail, Andrew sat down in front of the sofa and turned on the TV.

It just so happened that the TV was replaying Ralph’s launch.

Andrew watched the whole thing somberly and finally took the remote control and pressed pause.

The picture was fixed on Lottie’s face.

“Son of a third party.”

“Shameless.”

Andrew reached out and pulled the cork out of a bottle of champagne, tilted his head and took a swig, then pointed at Lottie on the TV and spoke coldly, “You wait.”

The assistant hadn’t seen Andrew’s alcoholic appearance for a long time, and couldn’t help but advise: “Sir, drinking hurts your body …”

Andrew’s dark green eyes stared hard at the assistant, who immediately silenced.

Andrew snickered, “They know my identity, it must be Hank the punk who made the mess.”

“Find him, I want his leg.”

The assistant bowed his head and took orders, and was about to exit the room when his phone rang.

Andrew gave him a look as he stepped back to answer the phone and soon came forward with a face full of embarrassment.

“What is it.”

“Sir, there’s something wrong with F. Y. Entertainment.”

Andrew’s hand holding the bottle of wine gave a beat and his gaze was fierce as he looked towards the assistant.

The assistant didn’t sell himself short and said directly, “The director of F. Y. Entertainment just called me, saying that Ralph bought a lot of shares of our company some time ago, and now his share has exceeded yours, becoming the largest shareholder of F. Y. Entertainment.”

“Ralph just asked for a board meeting to re-elect the president, and all directors must be present.”