Chapter 29: The brook’s delt with crises

Grace sat on the couch, looking at the pair of father and daughter, her face pale as a sheet, and she said weakly, "Brady, Coral, don't you think it's Heloise's spirit that's haunting us? We're holding a ritual at home. How did we suddenly draw on so much media? It was impossible we had leaked the news out ourselves. Why don't we give some underworld currency to Heloise and ask her to spare us?"

"We are not going to give any underworld currency to her, unless over my dead body."

Coral was getting annoyed and couldn't help but give her mother a blank look when she heard this.

"Alright, now it is not the time to talk about this, it's time about how to solve the problems."

Brady sat there, his finger wearing a big ring tapping on the armrest of the sofa.

After thinking about it, he looked at Coral with a grave face, "Coral, now it has to be up to you, your image has always been pleasant before. I'll give you a press conference. Go and cry in front of the public that this is really just a misunderstanding caused by mistakenly believing in a shameful cheat, and you'll have to hold fast that group of rich stalkers who support you, and make them back you up, vouch for you and prove how kind you are. "

"That group of rich stalkers? Aren't you asking me to be a social butterfly?"

Coral was a little reluctant. She was targeting Reginald now and she didn't want to mess up her personal life too much.

"If you can find Reginald to escort you, then this will be solved straight away, and I don't have to worry about it yet." Brady looked at her, "But does Reginald care about you now?"

"..."

Coral was dumbfounded, unable to speak.

Damn it, everything is not going well. The Wordsworth's Consortium actually directly declined her invitation, and she couldn't meet Reginald at all.

She bit her lip angrily. 

Thinking about those vicious comments on the internet, and the fact that there were even troublemakers throwing rotten eggs towards her windows, she could only compromise and said, "Got it. I will find someone to prove that Coral had a kind character of person."

"If this trick doesn't work anymore, you'll just have to take down Darnell and take advantage of the marriage contract with the Smith's Consortium to cover up the news." Brady said. 

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked again, "You didn't break up with Darnell, did you?"

"No, the story of Reginald and I hasn't even gotten off the ground yet, so how could I easily abandon Darnell as a spare tire?"

Coral said shrewdly.

Her target was Reginald. If she had to settle for Darnell because of the Brook's scandal, that would be a shame.

Really it is!

Blame it on Heloise!

Coral hated her for the bitch making troubles even when she was dead.

...

In Hyacinth Garden.

Heloise sat at a long table in front of the window, wearing a vintage green mid-length dress with sleeveless sleeves that showed off her slender and strong arms.

Outside the window, the walls were crawling with blooming roses, the green leaves casting gusts of shadows on the ground, blowing in the wind and filling the room with a fresh scent.

She raised her left hand, the icy electronic lock on her wrist had disappeared and was turned into a crystal-clear bracelet.

The skilled craftsman that Ben had found was really powerful, who was actually able to use special materials to delicately wrap the electronic lock. It looked like a valuable jade bracelet in outward view, setting off her skin as exceptionally fascinating and sexy.

"Miss really likes this bracelet."

Jane and Harriet were trimming the flower branches in the garden, looking at Heloise and smiling.

Of course, she liked it so much.

Thus, she would never have to be afraid of being recognized by anyone as a refugee escaping from the slums when she left here in the future, and it would be much easier to take actions.

Reginald had inadvertently done her a big favor.

At night, Jane and Harriet went to bed early after a long day's work.

Though it was a cold night.

Heloise preferred looking for some light packs to put on to always wearing the clothes of Reginald's sister as a stand-in.

Ms. Wordsworth's pretty clothes were really pretty, but all of them were skirts, which were not Heloise's style.