Chapter 2 Leave Sky Entertainment Group

I turned around awkwardly and saw the owner of the Bentley. I didn't know that he followed me.

He still had that pleasant voice. But for me, it sounded so unkind. I observed him carefully and looked at his eyes. It was so difficult to discern the different emotions from the way he looked at me. I wasn't sure if I saw disdain, mockery, or boredom in his eyes. Or perhaps he was just teasing me. But I knew that I had never seen this man before.

I suddenly remembered the person who was sending me the anonymous messages, so I suspected him. "Sir, stop pretending that this is just a coincidence. And next time, you don't have to be anonymous anymore when you send me a message." I noticed a sudden change in the man's expression.

"What did you say? You also received anonymous messages? What are those?" His deep frown almost made me believe that he was innocent.

"Why would I tell you what are those messages?" If I told him that those were photos of Ken cheating on me, I would only embarrass myself.

"Don't tell me that you went for a ride and bumped into me in front of the hotel coincidentally?" I asked.

He snorted and said that he was so unlucky to have crossed paths with me. And he was thinking of selling his car tomorrow because it might bring him bad luck in the future. After saying those words, he turned around and left.

Since I couldn't stay in this hotel, I had no choice. I followed him and got in his car.

He raised his eyebrows and said to me, "Miss, do you still think you are not clinging to me?"

This time, I needed to be straightforward. "I only have one hundred dollars now. Take me to a place where I can stay with my money." I expected him to mock me again.

For a man who owned a Bentley car, I was not sure if he knew a hotel that cost one hundred dollars. But to my surprise, he didn't say anything to me. Instead, he started the car.

The car stopped not too far away from another hotel.

When I looked out of the window, my eyes opened wide in shock. "Are you kidding me?" I stayed in the car, ignoring the doorman who opened the door for me and bowed to welcome me.

Vitrantis Hotel? The only six-star hotel in the county! I heard that the cheapest room here cost thousands of dollars. Even if I was a celebrity, I was too mean to stay in the hotel for one night.

"I have a room here. I can lend it to you tonight." He then handed me a black room card with golden letters "VIP" printed on it.

I wanted to refuse his offer, but he said it was not safe for me to stay in a cheap hotel. Besides, if the paparazzi found me and spread some negative rumors about me, my career would be over. I didn't want it to happen to me.

So I took the card and said, "Well, what is your name? I'll pay you back tomorrow."

He just smiled. A smile that made me feel very uncomfortable. An indescribable sense of uneasiness rose up from my heart. He took my phone and saved his number in there with a name Q.

I wondered why it was only a single letter. 'Is his surname Qin or Qin?' But then I shook my head, thinking that it didn't matter anymore.

"Call me when you're ready to pay me back. But don't make me wait for too long. I charge interest."

I just clenched my teeth, turned around, and entered the hotel.

I thought that he might have a good room in this hotel, but I didn't expect it to be grand. When I handed the room card to the receptionist, I was stunned when she covered her mouth and screamed. I got so scared that I almost rushed out of the door.

Fortunately, the well-trained receptionist immediately apologized. "I'm sorry, miss. We only have one VIP card, so it's my first time to see it." She called the manager over.

The manager personally led me to the presidential suite on the top floor. He then asked me about my size, explaining that several sets of branded pajamas would be sent for me to choose later.

"No, thanks. I don't have money for that," I refused at once.

"Don't worry. This is how we treat our only VIP customer." The manager also euphemistically said that they would not only provide me some pajamas, but also send me some clothes to wear tomorrow. And I didn't need to pay even a single penny. It was all part of their service.

Since I became a celebrity, luxurious things didn't surprise me anymore. I got used to them in my everyday life. But when I saw the interior of the room, I almost screamed in excitement. I suddenly realized that the luxury I had before was nothing compared to it.

I didn't know how big this presidential suite was until the manager told me that this was the only room on this floor. There was a small lounge next to it, and there was an exclusive butler only for the VIP.

The entire suite had French windows made of sapphire. I stood in front of one of them and looked outside. Since I was on the top floor, I had a view of the whole city. The lights around gave me a feeling that I was in the starry sky.

In my heart, I still hoped that Ken would call me. But when I woke up the next morning with the phone in my hand, I realized that I was being ridiculous.

Ken was so heartless. Today was our wedding day, but I was homeless and penniless. I had wasted seven years of my life with the wrong man.

I got up from bed and went to the bathroom. As soon as I finished washing my face and brushing my teeth, the butler brought my breakfast. The meal looked so sumptuous that I didn't even know how to start eating it.

If not for the man's message, sending me the bill early this morning, I could have given this hotel's service a perfect score. But I was not in the mood to do it anymore.

"Miss, where are you going? We will arrange a car to take you there."

I was even more shocked by this additional service. But when I remembered that this was a luxury hotel and that man was a VIP customer, I realized that it was only a normal thing for them to provide such kind of special treatment. So, I told the butler the address of the Sky Entertainment Group.

In the past, I used to come to the company ten minutes before the working time so that the other employees wouldn't come over and greet me. But today, I felt that something was wrong. The employees were the ones avoiding me this time. No one greeted me, and they even ran away as soon as they saw me. They were also whispering to each other.

I was sure that there was nothing wrong with my clothes today. So when my eyes caught sight of Coco, my new assistant, I stopped her before she could also hide from me.

She lowered her head in embarrassment and said, "Mr. Song said that you should pack up and leave in an hour." I was stunned for a while. Then I remembered that last year, Ken told me that he transferred all the company's shares to his name for the development of the company. He even reasoned that it was what a responsible man should do.

It suddenly dawned on me now. I had nothing to do with the Sky Entertainment Group anymore. He not only had a mistress, but also took my hard-earned money and my company. I got so furious.

"Is he driving me away? So easy for him, huh! I still have a contract with the Sky Entertainment Group. Is he going to terminate it for no reason?"

I saw the complex emotions that surfaced on Coco's face. I knew she had a lot to say, but she was so hesitant. Eventually, she pulled me to the corner where there was no CCTV camera. She then told me that I was really expelled from the Sky Entertainment Group since last night. Ken said to them that something happened. The board of directors and other executives stayed up all night because of it.

"Miss An, you'd better check Weibo,"

Coco said while handing me the tablet sympathetically.

I read the post of the Sky Entertainment Group's Weibo account. It was said there that I had a dissolute private life that had affected the company's image. As a result, the board of directors had no choice but to terminate my contract.

There were also some pictures of me. I came out of the hotel, talked to a man in a Bentley car, and got in the car. I didn't know how they did it, but the picture of me talking to the man looked like we were kissing passionately.

My fingers were trembling when I continued to scroll up. It took me a long time to find Ken's Weibo post.

It said, "I don't want to believe my eyes. I don't want to hurt you, but I can't hold your hand anymore."

This was enough to arouse the netizens' anger. Many of them cursed me. In their eyes, he was a pitiful man who was cheated on.

Yoyo also commented. "Be strong. I believe that everything will be over soon, and you can pull yourself up again. The Sky Entertainment Group has you. We are all here for you."

I almost crushed the tablet in my hand.

"Where is Ken?" I roared through clenched teeth.

"Mr. Song has left just now. But he has already informed the media that the Sky Group Entertainment will hold a press conference tomorrow to explain everything in detail."

I took out my phone, looked for Mr. Q's number, and called him.

"You're really good at tricks. I'll give you a perfect score. But remember, God is watching your every move. I'm sure that karma is on its way to you."

The voice on the other end of the line sounded so confused. "What are you talking about? Where are you right now? I'll go there."