Pampered by the Demon

When Scarlett returned home, the house was dark. She turned on the lights. The man sitting on the sofa frightened her.

“What are you doing!” Scarlett patted her chest.

“Why aren’t you turning on the lights?”

Mike had a sullen expression.

“Where did you go?”

“Didn’t I tell you?”

“I just called Jett.”

For more than an hour, Mike’s heart was full of anxiety.

He sent out a lot of people, but none of them had her whereabouts.

To him, this hour was as long as a year.

“Well, you know.” Hearing this, Scarlett did not dare to hide it from him anymore, so she stuck out her tongue.

“I went to see Elaine.”

“Elaine?” Mike frowned.

Wasn’t that Richard’s ex-fiancée who ran away with a baby?

“It’s so late. Why are you going to see her?”

“She almost had a miscarriage. I went to the hospital to see her.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Mike stared at her.

Scarlett dodged his eyes, “Don’t you have a prejudice against her? If I told you, would you still let me go?”

“I have no prejudice against her.”

Mike retorted coldly.

Scarlett rolled her eyes. ‘Yes, you have no prejudice against Elaine, but against Elaine’s man Richard.’

‘You hate him.’

She felt a little dizzy, and Mike noticed that.

“Why is your face so pale?”

Scarlett did not dare to tell him what happened. If she said that, she would be nagged at.

She was really tired. She just wanted to have a good sleep, not wanting to hear him scold her.

“Maybe it’s a bit cold at night.” She planned to confess tomorrow.

Scarlett was about to go upstairs when suddenly, she thought of something and stopped.

“Mike, don’t you have something for me to see?”

“Let’s talk about it in the future.” Mike grabbed the notebook on the side and said coldly.

“Well.” Scarlett was tired, so she turned and went upstairs.

Mike turned on his computer again in a fit of pique.

‘Damned cat!’

She ran out for an irrelevant woman and disrupted his planned ceremony.

She even dared to lie to him. ‘Just let her continue to be nervous for a few more days. That’s revenge for her for making me worry for an hour.’

Scarlett was too lazy to take a bath after going upstairs and fell asleep on the bed.

Mike scrolled through the program and was about to turn off the computer to sleep with the cat in his arms.

Suddenly, his private email box popped up.

E-mail from the crisis public relations department?

The Abraham Group had the most powerful crisis public relations department, which specialized in dealing with all kinds of negative news.

Now was the information era. One could not underestimate public opinion. This department could control the public opinion on the Internet and the media for the first time.

Only a very special event would be sent directly to the president’s private email.

This email, which was noted as “personally opened by the president”, had this content.

Someone posted on several major forums with the title being “Mrs. Abraham meeting man”. There were pictures.

As soon as the post was sent out, it was immediately removed. Some of them still leaked out. To prevent the news from spreading, The Abraham Group crisis public relations department immediately asked Mike for the highest approval.

Mike frowned. Who was so bored to send this kind of nonsense?

The little wildcat just went out for a while tonight. She had been inseparable from him almost all the time. How could there be a man?

Just as he was about to reply and find the person who posted the news, he suddenly saw that there was still an attached document.

It was a photo, and Mike opened it.

Under the dark moonlight, Richard held Scarlett. She smiled at him and her hand was still on his face.

Behind them was the shining express hotel. One could vaguely see the time showing on the hotel.

It was exactly half an hour ago.

Mike did not need to look at it professionally to know that it was not synthesized.

The woman in the photo was the one who had just lied and ran out from his side.

Scarlett had already fallen into a hazy state of sleepiness when she suddenly heard a loud noise from downstairs and woke up.

She thought it was an earthquake, so she ran out barefooted.

“Mike?” She leaned on the railing of the stairs and looked down.

Mike’s computer had already been shattered into pieces under his rage.

He stood among the fragments like a god of death.

Scarlett didn’t know why he was like this. She hurriedly ran downstairs, carefully avoiding the fragments, and came to him.

“What happened?”

Looking at the fragments on the ground, Scarlett shook her head, “Who made you angry?”

‘When can he change the habit of throwing things? Look at the ground!’

“I’ll get the vacuum cleaner. Don’t move.” Scarlett had just turned around when he grabbed her arm and rudely pushed her onto the sofa.

“What are you doing!” She had just lost blood and was already very dizzy. She could not even see him.

“Let me ask you again. Where did you go just now?”

Mike asked gloomily.

“To see Elaine.”

Scarlett suddenly widened her eyes. Mike’s hand suddenly grabbed her neck!

“Even now, you still lied to me!” His eyes were bloodshot, and he spoke fiercely.

Scarlett’s face turned red from his pinch, and she almost couldn’t breathe. Mike released her.

“Mike, what are you doing!”

Why did he throw a tantrum at her for no reason?

“You better shut up and tell me, what is this?”

Mike took out his phone and showed her the photo on it. Scarlett took it and rolled her eyes.

“Who is so wicked!”

How good of an angle was this?

‘Richard just helped me out of courtesy. Moreover, we were at the entrance of the hospital. How…?’

In the same place, different angles would have a completely different effect.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Even Scarlett herself felt speechless.

No wonder Mike was so angry. He must have misunderstood!

“It’s not what you think.”

“You said you were going to see Miffy, then you said you were going to see Elaine. If it wasn’t for The Abraham Group’s crisis public relations department blocking the photos, the whole world would know what you did.”

Mike’s voice was calm with rage.

“Scarlett, is this how you repay my trust in you?”

“I did see Richard today, but we didn’t do anything. It was just…”

“You just made an appointment and did some illicit things. Then someone took a photo and posted it on the Internet?”

“I did not!”