Chapter 229: Chapter 229: May Lawrence’s Interview Video
The sound of running water echoed inside the bathroom.
Nora Northwood gathered her thoughts, feeling an ache below her abdomen. She wrapped a towel around herself and stepped barefoot into the bathroom.
"Not wearing shoes again."
During this period of time, Jasper Sinclair discovered she was someone who particularly disliked wearing shoes.
Nora coquettishly replied, "The floor isn’t cold."
"Come a bit closer, I’ll help you wash your hair."
When the clock pointed to eleven o’clock, the two emerged from the misty bathroom.
On Nora’s cheeks, a faint blush was apparent.
Back in bed, neither of them felt sleepy. So, they simply chatted for a while.
"Jasper, I’m a bit worried about the partnership with the beauty salon."
Previously, Nora had never been to a beauty salon, so she wasn’t familiar with them.
When she got home tonight, she casually searched the brand name "Rhea" and found it was a nationwide chain of beauty salons.
All of a sudden, she felt uncertain.
The larger the brand, the higher the quality demanded.
Though the VK press conference half a month ago was somewhat successful, there was still quite a gap compared to other fragrance brands.
Jasper knew what she was worried about, and he reassured her, saying, "Among countless partners, they’ve chosen VK, which shows VK’s uniqueness. So, you need to trust yourself and your partner’s judgment."
"But..."
"There’s no need for ’but’. You have an extraordinary sensitivity to fragrances, your team includes former fragrance masters, and an elite secretary capable of managing everything. Any one of them could be as strong as a whole team."
Jasper’s encouragement subtly intertwined like a gentle breeze, relaxing Nora’s mood significantly.
Truth be told, she was like a blank slate when it came to emotions, but her married life with Jasper surprisingly harmonious.
She knew Jasper had to work tomorrow, so she didn’t keep him up talking too late.
Close to midnight, the two closed their eyes.
Moonlight filtered through layers of sheer curtains, faintly illuminating Nora’s slightly curled lips.
The next day, in the afternoon.
An explosive piece of news spread from VK.
"Nora, look at this short video."
It happened suddenly, and Megan Underwood didn’t have time to save the video. She directly handed her phone to Nora.
Nora curled her fingers, clicking to play the link.
While Megan watched the playback, she quietly observed Nora’s expression from the corner of her eye.
The seven-minute-long video had already reached billions of views. Nora wouldn’t believe there wasn’t someone pushing it behind the scenes.
In the video, Rachel Woodward’s voice was simply processed, not even showing her full face.
The posting account was from a newly registered user, with the IP showing in Stanton City; this is all they knew for now.
Lily Sloan bravely responded, "This is completely fabricating facts."
Others might not know the true situation, but aside from the person involved, Lily Sloan was the one who understood the circumstances best.
She looked at Nora’s trembling shoulders and instinctively reached out, "Nora, we don’t admit to groundless accusations."
There’s an old saying: Family scandals shouldn’t be aired outside.
Nora never intended to place her family business and troubled childhood out in the open.
To her, doing so was no different from rubbing salt into a wound.
Nora’s eyes briefly flickered with sadness as she turned off the screen.
Once her mind settled slightly, she began sifting through possible candidates in her heart.