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Upon hearing Daniel’s words, Cynthia sensed a looming crisis approaching. But she. didn’t want to lose her composure in front of others, so she simply smiled and returned

to her seat.

Then, she stared at the figure on her phone, wishing that she could smash it into pieces.

She couldn’t just wait around anymore. The deeper Aurelia embedded herself into Leslie’s life, the more difficult it would be to dislodge her later on.

With that thought in mind, Cynthia messaged Eva on WhatsApp to check for updates.

“Eva, why isn’t the buzz around Aurelia dying down?”

As soon as Cynthia asked this, Eva’s anger flared up too.

“It’s all because of Ms. Lawson. She’s secretly boosting Aurelia as a trending topic and even labeled her a strong woman. And with Leslie, her unconventional husband, it’s no wonder she’s gaining attention.”

“Help me think of a solution.”

“What can I do? Aurelia’s really lucky. How did she end up with the Mulan Group heir?

You’ve been with Leslie for years and haven’t even gotten a title.”

Although it was just a WhatsApp conversation, Cynthia could still imagine Eva’s whiny expression as she read her messages.

And even though they were best friends, hearing such words made Cynthia’s face contort

in anger.

If Aurelia really became the ‘Mrs. Synder‘ of the Mulan Group, wouldn’t she become the laughingstock of the world?

After thinking it through, Cynthia could only come up with a compromise on her own.

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to push down Aurelia as a trending topic? She’s just an ordinary person, after

all.

“If it weren’t for that fake scandal stirring up public anger, she wouldn’t have so much. popularity. And while she doesn’t have a fan following right now, we should find a celebrity to directly shut her down.”

“You’re smart, that’s why you’re killing it these days. I’ve got some real juicy gossip for you. Remember that celebrity couple who graced our magazine a while back? Well, turns out they’ve been pulling some shady stuff behind the scenes.

“They’re playing their own games and even using their married status to pull off

donation scams. We all know what’s going on, but we’ve been keeping quiet about it to preserve our dignity.”

“Did they offend you?” Seeing as how Eva was being so proactive, Cynthia guessed that these two must have provoked her.

“That woman actually said that I looked like a rib in private. It’s ridiculous, she, with her full face of plastic surgery, dared to say that to me? This time I want to see if she still has the money to fix her fake face in the future.‘

“Okay, you better get on it then,” Cynthia urged.

“You too, make sure Aurelia doesn’t get away with it.”

“Yeah.”

Then, after putting her phone down, Cynthia started contemplating the situation.

But coincidentally, she overheard her colleagues discussing plans to have dinner at Leslie’s house the next day.

It seemed that being too aggressive wouldn’t work. Instead, it would only make Aurelia and Leslie’s relationship better.

So, she had to retreat in order to advance.

The next day, Aurelia was still sleeping when there was a knock on her door.

She suddenly woke up, thinking that she’d overslept and all of Leslie’s colleagues had arrived. So, she scrambled out of bed and opened the door.

But to her surprise, only a neatly–dressed Leslie stood there.

“What’s up?” Aurelia rubbed her eyes.

“Pack up your clothes and move them to my room,” Leslie said.

“Huh? Why?” Aurelia asked, suddenly immediately awake.

“Do you want everyone to know that we faked our marriage?” Leslie countered.

Upon hearing this, Aurelia thought that Leslie had a point.

It would indeed be strange to explain their fake marriage to any outsiders.

“Okay, I’ll pack up right away.” Aurelia nodded. “Is your room ready?”

“Why would my room need to be cleaned?” Leslie seemed puzzled.

“Mr. Synder, if you really don’t want others to suspect our fake marriage, then we have to be authentic,” Aurelia explained.

“Living together isn’t authentic enough?” Leslie retorted.

“Do you think that being a real couple means putting clothes in the same closet? Go look at your room and close the closet door. Are there any traces of a woman’s presence?”

Leslie pondered for a moment before turning to open his bedroom door.

Leslie’s room was simply decorated.

It had white walls, wooden flooring, a dark gray bed, a matching wardrobe, a stylish little sofa, and a small coffee table with a few books stacked together that he hadn’t finished reading.

At first glance, it didn’t look like the room of a newlywed couple.