NovelStartIt wasn't until Lucian heard Madilyn’s words that he realized her point and stopped in his tracks.
“This whole incident might just blow over if you don’t show up, but it will definitely worsen if you make an appearance. If that happens, they might even swarm Farwell Group along with Roxanne’s house!” Madilyn reminded him.
She knew the mentality of those journalists all too well.
Lucian clenched his fists so tightly that his veins were bulging from underneath his skin. “What should | do, then?” he asked while trying to suppress his anger.
| wouldn't have acted so impulsively if | knew this would happen! Madilyn rolled her eyes at him in response. Why is he asking us for a solution when he’s the one who caused all this? “Mr. Farwell, how about we send someone over to get Mrs. Farwell out of there?” Cayden suggested cautiously.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“How are you going to do that? There are so many journalists around!” Madilyn snapped at him.
Cayden fell silent and flashed her an awkward look in response.
“If you don’t send enough men over, you might not be able to get through the huge crowd of journalists. If you send a lot of men over, people are going to say Farwell Group is throwing its weight around,” Madilyn continued.
She knew all the dirty tricks that the press would use.
“Do you have any bright ideas, then?” Cayden asked as he had run out of ideas at that point.
“Hmm... Let me think...” Madilyn replied while stroking her chin.
The two of them then lowered their heads and racked their brains for an idea.
With a frown on his face, Lucian whipped out his phone and tried giving Roxanne a call.
However, her line remained busy no matter how many times he tried.
“Don't bother calling her. | tried to do so earlier as well, but her line has been busy the entire time. | bet those journalists are bombarding her with calls as well,” Madilyn said.
Sure enough, Roxanne’s phone had been switched off when Lucian tried calling again.
She must have switched it off because she couldn't stand those journalists calling her. | can’t believe | caused her so much trouble...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRight as Lucian was starting to regret his actions, he saw his chat room with Benny and realized he had another option.
The frown on his face eased up significantly as he tried calling Benny's number.
Those journalists may have obtained Roxanne’s number, but there’s no way they could get the kids’ numbers! The call got through after a few seconds, and Benny could be heard greeting him excitedly on the other line.
“Hi, Mr. Farwell! There are lots of people outside our house, and we can’t seem to get out at all! Could you come pick us up?” Benny was leaning against the window and staring at the journalists outside the house.
Madilyn and Cayden froze in shock when they heard Benny's voice.
“Don’t worry; I'll figure something out and get you all out of there,” Lucian comforted him with an apologetic look in his eyes.
He then added after a brief pause, “Could you pass the phone over to your mommy? There's something | need to speak to her about.” “Okay!” Benny replied in an adorable voice as he hopped off the couch and handed Roxanne the watch.
Roxanne had a conflicted look in her eyes.
The kids may not be aware of it, but | know the journalists are here because of Lucian, and I'm sure he knows it as well. He must be calling to apologize or something. For some reason, hearing Benny address him on the phone set my anxious heart at ease.
It's as though | have stumbled upon a lifeboat while drifting around at sea...
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