Chapter 762 Separation
The comments were all support. [The kept man used Zayla’s money to support Zayla, and then the platform took
the most of it! Zayla must feel speechless.]
[How could he take it for granted to waste Zayla’s money?] [I used to think gigolo and Zayla were so sweet. Now!
Please leave Zayla! She can live better alone!]
The hot comments were all persuading them to break up. Soon, netizens began to reply to tweets on Twilight
Studio’s official account, Sapphire Hotel’s official account, Stephen’s account, and Theodore’s account to ask Zayla
and the gigolo to break up, Everyone’s favorability for the ZIM kept plummeting. Aziel stood in the hotel corridor,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlooked through Twitter, and then at the presidential suite’s closed door… As their supporter, he was like a cat on hot
bricks.
“What are you talking about? Except for the fact that ZIM is the silver-haired gigolo, you guys guessed all wrong!
“Mr. Nash is not a kept man! He used his own money to support Zayla! “They finally get together, and if you keep
cursing them…”
Aziel realized he had said something wrong and quickly said, “Nonsense!” Waves of public opinion had no sign of
stopping. Aziel couldn’t bear it anymore, so he used his private account to post a tweet:
[Your speculations are all unfounded!] However, it was quickly submerged in other tweets, and few people saw it.”
The only one who saw it even scolded Aziel. [Are you all right? I suggest you see the doctor.)
Aziel was speechless with anger. He thought, “I’m all right! Mr. Nash and Zayla are a real couple and will get
married soon!”
At this moment, the door of the presidential suite opened. Lincoln came out first. Aziel rushed up and handed his
phone to Lincoln. “Mr. Nash, look at this!”
Lincoln took a glance at it and roughly knew what was going on. “Uh-huh.” He threw the phone back into Aziel’s
arms. Aziel was completely confused.
He hurriedly asked, “Mr. Nash, netizens are slandering you like that. Aren’t you going to clarify it?” “It doesn’t
matter.” Lincoln didn’t care.
Then, he ordered, “Drive the car to the elevator entrance.” “Yes, sir.” Aziel could only take his phone and went
downstairs. Lincoln returned to the presidential suite.
When Aziel parked the car at the elevator entrance, Lincoln held Zayla out of the presidential suite and took the
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you will go to Valley City.”
“Yeah,” Lincoln responded. Zayla nodded and asked, “Then when will you return to Harper after New Year’s Eve?”
Lincoln narrowed his dangerous eyes. The day after tomorrow was New Year’s Eve, but the little girl asked him
when he would return after New Year’s Eve.
Did it mean she didn’t want to spend New Year’s Eve with him? Would she go back on her words? What about the
promise that she would bring him home to see her parents at New Year’s Eve? “I’m not sure.” Lincoln didn’t give an
exact answer.
Zayla nodded with a bit of disappointment. He must have something important to Zayla looked up at him, smiled
lamely, and said, “Merry New Year’s Eve in advance.”