Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 620 What About Me if You Leave?

But Lincoln didn't want to explain to Eve. Instead, he asked with interest, "So?"

"So, I hope you can find a way to expose the news of Jessica's pregnancy."

"In this way, Jessica will become a victim. She was Ralph's lover. If such a big scandal is exposed,

Ralph will be done."

"And Molly can also start over with me! Ralph and Lottie will also have conflicts because of this. They

don't have time to care about Natalia!"

At that time, Lincoln would be able to have Natalia. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?

Lincoln smiled as expected.

"That sounds like a good idea," he said, "but what I want to know is why you didn't expose yourself

directly and asked me for help."

Eve said, "To be honest, I can't complete with Ralph. I only rely on you."

Only Lincoln could fight against Ralph. He did not have to be afraid of Ralph's revenge.

Lincoln nodded in agreement.

Eve was overjoyed. "You agreed?"

Lincoln chuckled and said, "Yes. It's a win-win situation as you said."

He glanced at the time. It was almost noon, and there were still a few hours before the concert began.

He had to hurry up.

"Great!" Eve's eyes lit up. Molly could be saved!

Lincoln added, "You said that Jessica is pregnant. Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes!" Eve took out a diagnosis report from her bag.

"My friend gave this to me. It's Jessica's diagnosis report."

Lincoln took it in surprise, glanced at it, and suddenly smiled.

"Very well," Lincoln said. "Leave it to me. You can go back and wait for the news."

"Can't I... wait here?"

Lincoln shook his head and said gently, "Trust me!"

Eve knew more. Besides Molly, Eve also knew a lot about his plans, such as Rose Chapman's

cooperation with him, as well as Rose Chapman's current situation.

Once these secrets were exposed, he would have no chance of winning.

Eve thought about it and agreed. She nodded and said, "Well, thank you."

After that, Eve bowed to Lincoln and left with a solemn expression.

After Eve left, Lincoln's assistant pushed open the door and walked in.

"Ask someone to kill Eve and blame it on Ralph."

Lincoln took a nip of wine. The liquid wet his thin lips, making them rosy.

At this moment, Lincoln looked like a demon. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The assistant nodded slightly and said, "Got it."

"Remember to take these with you." Lincoln pointed at the diagnosis report and proof on the table and

said with a smile, "Forge a copy of my will. Clearly?"

The assistant replied, "Okay."

Lincoln waved his hand and the assistant left.

Lincoln turned on his computer and saw the countdown page of the live broadcast link of the concert.

He smiled and toasted it.

"Ralph, I hope you like the surprise I gave you."

...

After Jessica was discharged from the hospital, she was escorted to the airport by York.

Because Lottie and others were all doing rehearsal, they didn't have time to send her off.

In addition to Richeal and York, there were only three lovely children and Connie, who had hurried over.

"Have you really decided?" Connie looked serious and looked at Jessica. She wanted to say something

but stopped on second thought.

Jessica sat in a wheelchair, trying to stop her back from leaning against the back of the chair. She

reached out and touched her belly with a gentle expression.

"Yes," said Jessica. "I didn't want to be threatened by Lincoln before, so I decided to abort this child."

However, since Lottie and Mr. Chapman could send her away and solve her worries, she still wanted to

keep the child.

As long as she left the country and this place, she should be able to live her own life, right?

Connie heard Jessica's firm tone and had a complicated expression on her face.

"But with him, it will be very difficult for you to make a comeback in the future. If the matter of you

having a child before you get married is exposed, it will be a big blow to your acting career."

"After I go aboard, I will find the right time to tell my fans. I will not let his existence become a secret. "

Connie sighed helplessly.

"Since you have decided, as a friend, I support you."

Jessica raised her lips slightly. "Thank you."

She knew that as her agent, Connie should try her best to stop her from making such a crazy decision.

After all, her image had been well known because of the company's marketing, and she had attracted

so many fans. So, her future must be very good.

If she could abort the child and focus on her career, she would definitely make a lot of profits for the

company and Connie.

But they did not stop her from doing what she wanted because of these benefits.

In such a society, it was her good fortune to know such a group of kind friends.

"Help me bring a message to Lottie and the others. I wish them a successful concert. I hope that I can

cooperate with them after my matter is solved."

Connie patted her chest and said with a smile, "No problem. Leave it to me."

Jessica nodded and said, "I wish you and Alfred could be together as soon as possible."

Connie was speechless.

Why did Jessica even know that I had a relationship with Alfred?

Her shocked expression was too obvious. Jessica couldn't help laughing. She patted Connie on the

shoulder and said, "Then I'm leaving. Remember me."

Connie felt sad. She tidied up the hair on Jessica's forehead and said in a nasal voice, "Go ahead.

Remember to take care of yourself."

Connie bent down and gently hugged Jessica, then looked at York.

"Are you going to send her?"

York shook his head. The three kids had to go to the concert of Lottie. He wanted to wait until the

concert was over before sending them to the Odense to continue training.

Just as he was about to say that it should be Sean, Richeal suddenly said, "I'll go."

Sean, who was about to board the plane, was excited.

He didn't have to go abroad?

York, who was still thinking about getting along well with Richeal, was shocked.

Richeal glanced at York and said with an expressionless face, "Jessica is a woman. It's a little

troublesome for Sean to take care of her. I should go with her."

York took Richeal's hand and asked, "What about me if you leave?"

Richeal pulled out her hand and said coldly, "I don't care about you."