I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 977: Brandon, Will You Treat Me This Way In The Future?



Chapter 977: Brandon, Will You Treat Me This Way In The Future?

Chapter 977: Brandon, Will You Treat Me This Way in the Future?

After chatting with Selena, Sandy asked Bonnie for Lane's contact information and gave it to Selena.

"He's a friend of my sister, a well-known lawyer in the legal world. You can contact him in advance for

advice; he's quite reputable."

Selena saved the number and asked, "What's his name? I heard there's a powerful lawyer in the legal

world named Phillips, but I don't know his full name."

"That's a coincidence; it might be the same person," Sandy replied.

"What's his name then?"

"Lane."

Upon hearing the name, Selena raised an eyebrow, "That's quite a coincidence; it's him indeed."

Sandy smiled, "You can contact him first."

Glancing at the time, Sandy continued, "I have a press conference in a while, so I can't talk much now."

Selena stood up promptly, "I'll go back too. After your press conference, I'll post an article to support

you."

"Selena, you don't have to do this for me. My situation doesn't affect me much. Although I'm not as

popular as before, you know, in this industry, few people can remain famous forever. There will always

be envy, and unexpected things will happen," Sandy said.

With a pause, Sandy continued, "Besides, I'm pregnant now. I might retire from the entertainment

industry soon. Your future is promising, so you shouldn't get involved in my matters. I understand your

intentions."

While they were talking, the door to the lounge was pushed open.

Jones entered and was surprised to see Selena inside. "Selena?"

Selena nodded, "Jones, long time no see."

Jones approached Selena and scrutinized her, "You've got some nerve coming to Gotrend

Entertainment at this time. Are you reminiscing about when you and Sandy used to trend together?"

Selena chuckled, "Jones, don't worry. If Gotrend Entertainment doesn't leak the information, no one will

know I'm here."

Jones looked at Sandy, who nodded, "Jones, the press conference is about to start. You can escort

Selena out. I'll tidy up and join you later."

Jones didn't say much and just nodded, "Alright, I'll wait for you there."

Jones turned to Selena, "Let's go, I'll walk you out."

As soon as Selena left, Sandy's phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Sandy answered, "Brandon."

"How's it going? Is the press conference starting?" Brandon's voice came through the phone.

Sandy put the phone on speaker while touching up her makeup, "It's about to start. Why are you calling

at this time?"

"I'm a little worried about you, so I called to check on the situation," Brandon said.

"Don't worry; I'm fine. The press conference will be over in about half an hour. Will you come to pick me

up then?" Sandy asked.

"Sure, I'll wait for you at the entrance of Gotrend Entertainment," Brandon replied.

Sandy hesitated, "Don't wait at the entrance. Find a place across the street to wait; there will be

reporters everywhere later."

"Alright, take care, and call me if you need anything," Brandon said.

"Okay," Sandy replied before hanging up. However, she stopped Brandon with one last question,

"Brandon."

"Hmm?"

"If I announce my retirement from the entertainment industry at today's press conference, what do you

think?"

Brandon was taken aback, briefly silent before asking, "Is it a spur-of-the-moment decision, or have

you been thinking about it for a while?"

After a moment of silence, Sandy whispered, "Maybe it's just a sudden impulse." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Brandon responded gently, "Deal with today's event first. We'll discuss other matters later. Whatever

decision you make, I'll support you."

Sandy chuckled softly, "Brandon, will you still treat me this way in the future?"

"Sandy."

"Yeah?"

"What I say now is just empty talk; actions will speak louder than words. You'll see how I behave in the

future, no matter what you decide."

Sandy nodded, "Okay, I'll see you later. I need to get ready now."

After hanging up, Sandy left the lounge and headed to the venue.

The press conference was held in the grand banquet hall at Gotrend Entertainment.

Almost all the media reporters in Manches City were present.

After all, Sandy was the only refreshing presence in the entertainment industry. Despite her dating and

pregnancy scandals, she hadn't lost any fans; on the contrary, she gained more.

When Sandy entered the venue, reporters rushed to ask questions, but the security guards prevented

them from getting close. They knew Sandy was pregnant, and following Haider's orders, they didn't let

anyone approach her.

"Please wait a moment. I'll answer all your questions later," Sandy assured them, and the reporters

gradually quieted down.

Meanwhile, Jones approached Selena, "Is there something you needed from Sandy?"

Selena replied, "Jones, don't worry. I didn't come here with any ulterior motives. I just spoke to her

about something. She'll tell you later."

Selena continued, "Regarding Belle's involvement in tarnishing Sandy's reputation, I truly had no idea.

So, Jones, please don't hold that against me."

Jones chuckled, "So, you won't be collaborating with Belle anymore?"

"Most likely not. If I get the chance, would you be willing to take me under your wing?"

Jones met Selena's eyes and said, "Are you joking or serious?"

"Jones, joking aside, if there's a chance, would I be honored?" Selena said.

Jones stared at Selena for a moment before responding, "There might be a slim chance."

Selena smiled, "With your words, I'm more confident. I'll go now; you can go back to your duties."

With Sandy's press conference on his mind, Jones wasted no time and escorted Selena to the exit of

Gotrend Entertainment before returning inside.

As he reached the venue, Sandy had already taken her seat, and the Q&A session had begun.

Jones observed Sandy sitting there and couldn't help but recall Selena's words. He furrowed his brows,

lost in thought.


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