Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 95 Press Conference

Jared had said that the one who kidnapped Makenna was a man wearing a fox mask. And he also said

that the man was her suitor.

Now there just happened to be someone with a profile picture that looked like a fox on this list, which

could imply who this person was.

"Fox man?" The man laughed, "So that's what you call me. Not bad. I like that."

Amber saw him admit it and frowned, "It really is you. Who the hell are you?"

"I can't tell you yet, but don't worry. I'll never hurt you. You are my light. I will only protect you for the This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

rest of my life." The man replied in a soft voice.

Amber heard the seriousness in his tone, and then she suddenly blushed.

Was this guy really her suitor?'

Just as she was thinking, the fox mask man spoke again, "Well, it's getting late. Go to rest early. I'll

contact you next time. Bye!"

As his words broke off, the man hung up.

Looking at the phone screen, Amber originally had some questions to ask, but she just had to swallow

back.

Forget it. Since this man said he would contact her next time, she would just ask him next time.

'But who is this guy?' The fact that he suddenly appeared and was so nice to her made her feel surreal.

Looking at the fox avatar on the list, Amber was uneasy and confused.

The next day, Amber was woken up by Cole's phone call.

"Babe, are you up? I'm downstairs." Cole was leaning against his flamboyant red sports car, looking up

at the building.

Amber yawned, "Be up in a minute."

"That's fine. Hurry up! I'll wait for you in the car." Cole said.

Amber agreed, hung up the phone, and lifted the covers to get up.

After washing up, she put on her handbag, grabbed her crutches, and headed for the doorway.

Just as she opened the door, an envelope fell from the outer handle.

Amber picked it up suspiciously. After seeing the handwriting on the envelope, she realized that it was

a letter from her pen pal Zack.

How come this letter was on the outside of her apartment?

Amber cupped the envelope and looked at the door, then suddenly remembered Logan.

Logan had taken a letter and said he would return it to her, so it should be Logan who returned her this

letter.

However, she had asked Logan to throw it away last time.

But she didn't expect him not to throw it away!

Amber read the letter, put it in her handbag, and went out. Then she planned to put the letter back in

the letterbox when she came back in the evening.

She came downstairs.

Cole waved at her, "Honey, over here."

Amber walked over slowly with her cane, "Good morning."

"Good morning, here's breakfast." Cole handed her a bag from behind, "Here's your favorite bread and

milk from BreadBeans."

Touching the hot paper bag, Amber felt warm in her heart and smiled as she thanked him, "Cole, you're

very kind."

"Hum, you are my babe! Get in the car." Cole pulled open the back seat door for her.

On the way, Amber ate her bread and suddenly thought of something and asked, "Cole, do you know

anyone in the circle who is about our age but is proficient in hacking techniques and fond of foxes?"

Hearing this, Cole flickered his eyes slightly, "Babe, what are you asking this for?"

"I spoke to the fox guy last night. The same man who kidnapped Makenna." Amber replied with a sip of

milk.

Cole shook his head, "Don't know him. We grew up together. If you don't know him, how can I know

him? But what did he say to you?"

Amber was a little disappointed, "Nothing. He said he would protect me and gave me a list of netizens

who cursed me."

"That's good. At least that means he's not our enemy." Cole shrugged his shoulders.

"That being said, but I always feel uncomfortable having someone in the shadows who I don't know but

is always watching me." Amber sighed.

Cole smiled, "It's okay. As long as he doesn't hurt you, that's fine. And since there's such a person out

there to protect you secretly, I feel a lot more rest assured, so don't think too much about it. We're

here."

He stopped the car, opened the door, and got out first, then helped Amber out of the back seat.

As soon as the two got out of the car, a group of reporters stopped the two of them.

"Miss Reed, is it true that you are holding a press conference today to prove your innocence?"

"Mr. Lyon, Miss Reed is your girlfriend. How do you feel about the fact that she is still pestering her ex-

husband?"

"Will you break up?"

When confronted with the aggressive questions from the reporters, Amber's expression was cold, and

she didn't answer. She was escorted by Cole to the front door of Goldstone Co.

Once inside Goldstone Co., Amber arranged for security to stop the reporters who wanted to follow her

in.

In the elevator, Cole straightened out his messed-up clothes, "Damn it! These reporters are crazy. "

Amber was also fixing her clothes, " It's out of my hands. They have to work hard for the clout, don't

they?"

"They're just bullying us because we're not as powerful. When those reporters faced Jared yesterday,

they wouldn't have dared to squeeze him like that." Cole curled his lips. He sounded jealous of Jared.

Amber rubbed her brow, "Okay. Stop it. Let's go straight to the conference room."

After saying that, she stepped out of the elevator and headed for the conference room.

The secretary Sheila Dawson stood at the door of the conference room. She nodded slightly when she

saw the two of them walking towards her, "Miss Reed, Mr. Lyon."

"Is the invited media here yet? "Amber looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was 9:56. Twenty

minutes to go.

Sheila nodded back, "They're all here."

"Then, let's go inside." Amber pushed open the door to the conference room and entered.

Cole and Sheila followed behind Amber.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the media immediately pointed their eyes and cameras at them

and kept taking pictures.

In the face of so many flashes, Amber's expression was calm, and she did not even blink. Then she

calmly walked up to the podium and picked up the microphone. Her voice was loud and clear.

"Welcome to the press conference. I'm sure you already know what today's press conference is about.

That's right. This press conference is about the fiasco that happened yesterday on the Internet."

"Here it comes. The press conference is starting."

In the Farrell Group CEO's office, Hayden was holding his phone. He excitedly tapped Jared on the

shoulder when he saw Amber coming out, "Your ex-wife looks very poised. She looks like a strong

woman in the face of so much media without panicking. If people said she had been a housewife for six

years, no one would believe them."

Jared didn't say anything. He stared with dark eyes at the woman who appeared on the phone.

Amber's hair was permed in big waves. She wore exquisite makeup and a crimson suit that showed off

her perfect figure and made her look energetic.

He had never seen Amber like this before.

What he had seen most was her wearing an apron, a ponytail, and dressing in plain clothes.

That Amber looked dull and had no shining point. She was completely different from the Amber of

today. And she looked so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

He had to admit that she had really changed. She had become strong, confident, and beautiful.

At the press conference, Amber swept her gaze across the seated media, "I'm sure everyone is curious

about who actually published that post online. So I'll tell you right now. It was the daughter of the CEO

of Mendara Inc., Miss Chloe Mendez, who is a good friend of Miss Gardner."

Chloe, who was also watching the conference live, turned pale when she heard that Amber had found

out she published that post and announced it in public.

Mendara Inc., the Mendez family's business in Olkmore City could not even be compared to the

Goldstone. And she relied on Makenna to be able to socialize with others in high society.

Now that Amber had told the story, what would the socialites and young heirs from the upper class

think of her? They would all think she was a scumbag and stay away from her. In that case, no one

would marry her. And her father would blame her too. What should she do?

Chloe was so anxious that she was crying. She regretted so much about being impulsive!