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Tomorrow happened to be Saturday.

She responded to the message.

[Tomorrow at 10 a.m.]

Ian’s phone vibrated, and he initially thought it was just another spam message. But when he opened it, he saw it

was from Maja.

The files in his hands nearly dropped to the floor as he stared blankly at the message for a few seconds.

[Okay! I know the incident with grandpa Holden wasn’t your fault. I was just too angry at the time. Can I pick you up

tomorrow?]

After sending the message, he kept his gaze on his phone, hoping to see her reply as soon as possible.

Looking at her phone, Maja didn’t know what to reply.

The incident with Grandpa Holden, she couldn’t explain it. Maybe Ian’s friends thought she was involved. Everyone

present at that time must have thought so.

Grandpa Holden was already dead, and she couldn’t argue otherwise.

Not to mention, she still didn’t know why Grandpa Holden had given her the box to pass on to Ian.

If he knew there was a rattlesnake in the box, what was the point of doing so?

To create a rift between her and Ian? But he had always supported their relationship.

This was a headache for Maja.

When she returned to the office, Elvis passed her some paperwork regarding Cornelia’s upcoming scenes and some

information about Wilma Bright.

Wilma had been quiet recently, working hard on her acting and losing quite a few pounds.

All because Maja had promised to rent the house next to Elvis’s in the company’s name once Wilma finished

shooting this film.

While Wilma was quite stubborn in her feelings toward Elvis, and she really would show determination for this.

Maja found it a bit amusing when noticing Elvis had also planned out Wilma’s future roles, and lifting her eyebrow,

she was about to tease him when Elvis spoke up first.

“Mr. Pennyfeather, Wilma is in her period of thriving. She’s acting with one of our company’s newcomers. We could

have the manager stir up some rumors about them being a couple, to help the newcomer gain popularity.”

Maja raised an eyebrow, deciding not to bother with Elvis’s cluelessness.

If he really cared about Wilma, he wouldn’t have suggested this strategy so blatantly. Nevertheless, it was exactly

what Maja had in mind.

Without hesitation, Maja agreed. She predicted Wilma might make a fuss, but as a mature artist, it was a stage

Wilma had to go through.

Maja worked until 9 p.m., yawning and ready to call it a day, when Zoey suddenly walked in.

“Mr. Pennyfeather, the issue with your parents has made it to the top search again. Rumors are saying that your

parents and brother are in jail.”

It was undoubtedly Judith’s doing.

Maja found the top search, only to see the news disappear the next second. Someone must have spent money to

have it removed.

She shrugged it off and stepped out of the office building, only to see Judith waiting at the entrance.

Judith was dressed in a limited edition Chanel outfit, carrying a designer handbag worth millions of dollars. She

looked like a little princess until she saw Maja, at which point she stormed over and threw her handbag at her.