Destined to Love You novel Chapter 114

In just one hour, Jonathan solved several things in a row.

When she came out of the meeting room, Angelia was greatly relieved to see that there were a lot of things recorded in Truman's notebook.

Recalling just now Jonathan scolded them, Angelia couldn't help asking.

"Does Jonathan usually have meetings like this?"

Truman raised his head.

"No."

Angelia breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard Truman say, "Maybe because you are present today, and President become a little gentle."

Gentle?

Angelia stared at him in shock.

Truman said with a firm face.

Jonathan walked out of the conference room. He was still keeping a straight face, but when he saw Angelia, he immediately became tender.

"What are you talking about? When Truman has something to do in the future, you will need to complete the meeting minutes."

Angelia nodded quickly.

"No problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Truman received new news.

"Mr. Miller, the front desk clerk said that Echo wants to see you."

Jonathan frowned.

"Why is he here?"

He turned his head to look at Angelia and then said, "Let him come in."

When they just returned to the office, Echo was brought in by Truman.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a strange emotion flashed in his eyes when he saw the weird decoration.

But soon, he found Angelia was also sitting inside.

Echo was taken aback for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Jonathan said then.

Echo turned his head and said, "I came for this scandal."

He watched Angelia from head to toe and seemed a little worried.

"You didn't hurt her, did you?"

Angelia shook her head quickly.

"No, Jonathan believes me."

But Jonathan frowned when he heard Echo's words.

"What do you mean?"

Echo turned his head to look at Jonathan.

"This photo is a misunderstanding. I hope you don't hurt her because of this kind of thing."

"Oh?"

Jonathan leaned back and sneered, "Then what qualifications do you have to say that?"

Echo's pupils shrank slightly and his eyes were deep.

After a while, he continued to speak.

"I'm here this time to tell you that the release of this scandal is related to Miller family."

Jonathan looked at him. His eyes were especially sharp.

"How do you know?"

Echo looked back at Angelia, but in the end he didn't avoid her.

"I found the reporter who took the photo at the time, and he said that Michael asked him to come and took photos. They did the wire copy and publicity in the later period."

Jonathan's face sank.

First they robbed M. I Group’s business, and then published scandal news.

Michael usually did this thing.

How can he expect to be able to take ambiguous photos in S City?

Jonathan frowned and glanced at Angelia.

Echo continued, "I just hope you don't let..."

When he almost exposed Angelia’s real name, he hurriedly changed the word. "Don’t let her be blamed."

Jonathan raised his head sharply. His eyes were sharper than before.

"So, I'm asking you, in what capacity are you here to make this request with me?"

"I'm her friend."

Jonathan stood up and walked towards Angelia.

"I don't remember when she had a friend like you."

Echo kept silent and clenched his teeth secretly.

Jonathan continued, "The scandal came from your side. It is your fans who made the trouble. If you don't meet her, will there be trouble today?"

He walked to Angelia, put his hand around her waist, and declared his ownership.

Angelia pulled him tolet him stop talking.

Jonathan held her waist and lifted it so that her body was close to himself.

He reached out and touched Angelia's hair.

Echo saw the obvious hickey on her neck at a glance. His body was instantly tense. He clenched his fists and blue veins stood out on his temples.

But he never moved.

Jonathan’s fingertips rubbed on Angelia's hickey and looked at Echo.

"I don’t want this thing happen again."

Echo stared at Angelia for a moment, and took a deep breath.

"I just want to tell you. Don’t hurt her because of this kind of thing. Be wary of Michael, don't let her be hurt."

"My wife, I will take care of her."

Echo didn’t want to continue talking to him, but said to Angelia, "This time the matter is because of me, I will solve it."

Jonathan frowned when he heard these words.

"I'm fine." Angelia said, "I rarely go online anyway, and I can't see it."

When Echo was gone, Jonathan still frowned.

He called Truman in.

"Which companies are reporting the news now?"

Truman hurriedly said, "There were five companies before, but there are two more companies today. We are suppressing them according to plan, we need to wait..."

"Don't wait."

Jonathan interrupted him directly.

"List the several media involved and tell them to either withdraw the news, or withdraw the news after being acquired, and let them choose by themselves."

Truman was stunned.

"Yes."

He didn’t know what Echo said just now. Why would Jonathan be so angry?

Jonathan frowned discontentedly.

Echo can do it, and of course he can do it.

Under the joint suppression of HT Television and M.I Group, all news about Echo and Angelia was removed within two days.

Angelia slowly adjusted to her job and followed Jonathan in and out of the company.

Soon, almost everyone knew her identity.

In Jonathan's office, which located on the top floor of the M.I building, there were more Angelia’s things.

Sometimes when Truman came in and asked Mr. Miller to sign his name, Mr. Miller just picked up the one on the table, a pink-blue signature pen which Truman prepared for Miss Hunk.

He signed his name without changing his face.

When Truman stood up, he could still see a Q version of the pillow behind his chair, which was originally on the sofa.

Even if Truman, who has experienced many things, saw this, he was still a little nervous.

He can't help but glance at Angelia.

How much did Mr. Miller condone her?

What was his the bottom line?

In fact, if he directly asked Angelia this question, Angelia can answer him.

Jonathan's only bottom line was that after five days, when the hickey on her neck was about to disappear, he will add without saying a word.

So that during her time in the company, the red mark on her neck never disappeared.

After a long time in the world, people in the company began to guess privately that it was not a hickey at all, but a birthmark.

But this sentence was just finished, and the "birthmark" changed its position the next day.

There was roar among the company.

After half a month, when she was about to go to school, Jonathan finally let her leave the company to prepare for school.