Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Blanca Roach saw the hot search when she was going to sleep.

Isabel was the first one to blow up, frantically spitting at her that the netizens in this session were too unqualified and brainless, and that they didn’t know right from wrong after being led by marketing numbers to a rhythm.

Blanca Roach also felt angry, these people how to listen to the wind is rain, dare to say anything ah!

She flipped through a few comments viciously, wanting to argue with them, but feeling powerless.

There were too many people to fight.

Blanca Roach slumped on the bed, staring sadly at the ceiling above her head.

It’s true what they say about the deep waters of the entertainment industry, and she’s seen it all.

Isabel sent her another message: “Blanca, don’t worry, you and President Grant’s fans aren’t fools, don’t worry, we’ll protect you and President Grant!

Blanca Roach reluctantly hooked the corners of her lips, “Good.”

While chatting with Isabel, Matthew Grant was already packed up and ready for bed.

As soon as Blanca Roach saw him, she had an outlet for all her aggression.

She jumped into Matthew Grant’s arms and rubbed his chest affectionately like a kitten.

Matthew Grant subconsciously hugged her tightly, then reacted to her abnormalities, he stroked her long hair while asking, “What’s wrong?”

Blanca Roach buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, “There are rumors on the Internet that you’re keeping Adriana.”

Matthew Grant’s movements gave a beat, then a sneer and a cold glint in his eyes, “Don’t believe it, I’ll have someone deal with it.”

“I’m not going to believe that.” Blanca Roach lifted her head and held Matthew Grant’s face to meet his.

His eyes were so deep that anyone would be attracted to them, except that he always looked at others with a cold face, and when he looked at her, it was as if he was full of tenderness.

Just like now, when she looked at him, she couldn’t help but sink into it.

Blanca Roach sighed softly, forehead to forehead, “How can I believe them, I just feel angry.”

She was angry at why there were always evil people targeting him, when he was such a good person.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Matthew Grant gently kissed her eyes, his voice low and gentle, like spring water after the ice melted, and said, “Blanca be good, don’t be angry with people who don’t deserve it.”

Although Matthew Grant was reassuring Blanca Roach not to be angry, his own heart was burning with anger.

I can’t believe it’s happening again!

It’s you, isn’t it, Fredrick …

“Well, as you wish, I don’t want to.”

Blanca Roach curved the corners of her mouth, her mood gradually calming down.

Only then her phone suddenly rang and Blanca Roach opened it to see that it was actually a message sent to her by Adriana.

Blanca Roach was in a bad mood again.

After all, the two of them hadn’t torn each other up yet, so there was nothing wrong with Adriana sending her a message at this time.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

But Blanca Roach didn’t want to be polite with her.

“Blanca, what is said on the Internet is not true, you must not fight with President Grant because of me.”

Blanca Roach grunted and said, “You’re dying to get us into a fight.

“Blanca you have to believe me, I really have nothing to do with President Grant, and I have no other thoughts about President Grant.”

You have no other thoughts, you just want to steal my husband.

Blanca Roach quietly rolled her eyes, although Adriana can’t see it, but she still can’t help it.

The other party has not waited for a message and seems to be hesitating to send another one, always showing that the other party is typing.

Blanca Roach typed a few words and sent them: “Thank you for your concern, we are fine.”

Blanca Roach’s heart felt a little happy when she saw the words “the other party is typing” flashing.