Can't stop loving you

Chapter 51 A New Interview

When Viola came back home, she turned on the light.

As she entered the room, she saw a small lamp shimmering with a pale white light on the table by the

bedside. Ann, covered in a quilt, was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Looking at Ann's sweet face after he fell asleep, she sat beside him, lifted the quilt over his belly and

pulled it up a little.

Resting her chin on one of her hands, Viola couldn't help but think of the man she ran into tonight. It

was inevitable that she had changed from the happiest woman in the world to the most tragic woman

five years ago. A bitter smile was shown on her face. Her mood was in a low valley now.

Tears welled up in her eyes and were about to fall.

Turning to look at the sleeping face of Ann, and the company and living with him over the years, she

hurried to hold back her tears.

Viola walked to the window and looked out at the darkness. She repeated in a low voice, "You can't

collapse, for Ann, you should look forward to 'money'?"

And Viola's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The most important thing for her right now was getting rid of Maynard. She could not let him discover

her secret and disturb her life.

The next morning, Viola received a phone call from Stephanie again. She went to the periodical office

unwillingly.

Looking down at the bandaged wound on her left index finger, Viola asked, "chief, what do you want

me to do?" If everything went well, she had planned to go to the hospital to take care of Maynard, the

troublemaker, even though she was also unwilling to do so.

"What do you think?" Stephanie adjusted her glasses.

Hearing what jade had said, Viola's heart jolted. She apologized and took the initiative to admit her

mistake, "Chief, I'm sorry. I've been wrong. I won't get a chance to interview Yesenia, but I'll try my best

to make it happen."

"You haven't made it?" Stephanie stood up from the table.

Hearing the sound from the table, Viola nodded her head.

"Forget it." Thinking of something, Stephanie took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

What do you mean? "

'Has she decided to let me go?

"Here is the thing. I came to tell you that there is no need for you to have an interview with Yesenia,"

Stephanie sat down, closed the file in her hand and raised her head.

"Not yet?"

It was a little unexpected. Although she was afraid that the chief editor would ask her about what had

happened, it didn't mean that she would let her go.

"Yes, you can rest assured." Said Stephanie, expressionless.

"Really? Really? "

Did Stephanie realize in her heart that she would end up in jail even if she didn't do anything for her?

However

Stephanie nodded, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "But, you know, the magazine office is

preparing a column recently, with a topic to interview six powerful couples who are about to marry in

the city."

Viola shook her head.

"And our journalists need to find out how they know each other, know each other, and why they decide

to get married. Do you understand?"

Stephanie looked at her.

Confused, she nodded, "Chief, why did you say that?"

With her hands on the table, Stephanie continued, "I want you to be responsible for interviewing one of

them."

Viola finally understood. She shook her head continuously, "No, no, I can't do it, I can't."

A wealthy couple?

She was just a journalist from a magazine and she had no chance to get close to them. How could she

interview them?

"How do you know?" Said Stephanie unhappily.

Wearing a forced smile, Viola said, "This is for my own lack of strength, isn't it? What's more, I don't

have the strength."

"I have the final say here. Don't beat about the bush. Let me finish my words first." Stephanie glared at

her.

Viola could only keep silent.

"The couple you interviewed are easy to deal with." A cold light flashed through Stephanie's eyes.

"Because the bride to be wants your interview. Needless to say, they'll be cooperative."

Viola chuckled and asked, "May I know who is the bride to be you are talking about, chief?"

She had learned a lesson, so she didn't believe that there was anything that could be obtained in the

world.

At this time, the door suddenly rang. With a red over legged skirt and slender legs, Ivy wearing

sunglasses pushed the door in.

When she saw it was her, she had a bad feeling.

"Hello, Chief Zhang. Nice to meet you again." Ivy smiled.

Stephanie walked to her and said, "Viola, let me tell you. Miss. An and her fiance are a perfect couple.

It's Ivy who wants you to interview them."

There was only one thought in her mind: run.

She covered her belly at once, pulling a long face and lying through her eyes, "Ouch, my stomach

hurts, no, I have to go to the pharmacy to get some medicine."

"Are you okay?" Seeing she was about to leave, Ivy walked up to her, took off her sunglasses and Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

stood in front of her. "Would you like me to go with you?" with a friendly smile on her face, she asked.

Viola shook her head like a rattle drum. She had no time to care about the lie and quickly waved her

hand. "No, no, No. It doesn't hurt."

"That's good. I thought you were in great pain, especially worried about you." Ivy smiled, covering her

mouth with her hand.

Viola rolled her eyes.

"Come on, Miss An. Let's sit down and have a chat." Stephanie made an invitation.

"Okay." Ivy put her handbag on the sofa and sat down.

A sudden thought crossed her mind and said, "Chief, I'll get you two a cup of coffee."

She wanted to escape more than pouring herself a cup of coffee.

Last time, Ivy poured wine on her face, which made her happy. But this time, she asked for an

interview. It must be dangerous.

"No need. You are the one in charge of my interview. How could I let you serve the tea?" Ivy ran her

fingers through her hair and gave Stephanie a meaningful look.

"Take your time. I'll bring you some coffee." Stephanie forced a smile. Her face turned pale.

With sweat on her back and her palms sweating, Viola rubbed her hands and stopped her hurriedly,

"No, thank you, chief editor. I'll drink outside with Miss An. We will talk outside."

"You are right." The smile on her face widened as she said, "Thank you, Chief Zhang."

All of a sudden, her face softened. "I can see that you are on good terms. I'm sure you will get along

well with each other during the interview. Well, Viola, that's settled then."

"I agree with you. Reporter Qi, let's go." Ivy put on her sunglasses and picked up her handbag from the

sofa.

All of a sudden, a look of disgust came over Viola's face.

So she didn't walk forward.

"Viola, what are you doing here? Hurry up." Stephanie urged impatiently.