Chapter 505

Chapter 505

Luz looked arrogant. With a smug smile, she said, "You bullied me, but

you said I was the bully. Mr. Maskelyne, you really have a cunning

tongue."

She waved her phone, “I recorded how you guys bullied me just now."

Perhaps because she had spent so much time working at the

magazine, she was very good at recording videos, and from the angle

she recorded it, it just created an illusion that Sylvia was pointing at Luz

and abusing her.

"Do you want your reputation to be ruined, Designer X, Mrs.

Maskelyne?"

Luz laughed with glee and felt really good about herself again.

"TSK. What would happen if the netizens saw you couples bullying an

unknown editor like me?"

"So ... You think you've taken the evidence that can ruin my

reputation?" Sylvia thought Luz was too naive!

As soon as she said that, Evie, who had been accompanying her,

rushed to Luz.

Before Luz could react, the phone in her hand was gone.

Flutter!

The phone was thrown into the lake by Evie.

After a splash of water, it quickly sank.

Luz was stunned...

After she came to her senses, she shouted in anger, "You ... How can

you do this?"

“You really have a death wish."

Evie looked at her with a cold smile, "Whether it's my boss or Mr.

Maskelyne, killing you is a piece of cake. It's like crushing ants. You ...

Who do you think you are to provoke them?"

Hearing Evie's words, Luz's arrogance and hatred faded. Gradually,

she felt a hint of panic crept over her.

She was just a deputy chief editor. But in the eyes of people like

Franklin, she was an ant that could be killed any time.

She couldn't help but step backwards, "Mr. Maskelyne, listen to my

explanation. I lost my mind just now. I..."

Franklin ignored Luz, and released Sylvia, "Are you still cold?"

Sylvia shook her head, “I'm much warmer.”

Franklin stared at her pretty face, a trace of distress flashed in his deep

eyes.

"If you feel too cold, stop here."

“It's a cover for charity. I want to finish it." Sylvia showed a smile, "I

can't stand the coldness.”

Franklin nodded his head and gripped her hand dotingly, "Okay, go on

then."

Then his majestic gaze fell on Luz, "Miss Craig, since you're so

talented and fashionable. How about you come? Let us see if you can

dress fashionably."

Luz's face turned pale and she looked at Franklin incredulously , "No ...

I'm not a model, I ... I can't be filmed."

At this time Franklin was cold and noble with a powerful aura while

looking at Luz's eyes.

"Miss Craig, you like the outdoor shooting the most, don't you? You're

so knowledgeable and proficient, but you don't know how to be filmed?"

All the staff looked very bad.

None of them dared to speak up for Luz or help her out.

Franklin was venting his anger for Sylvia...

This was the only thought in all of their minds.

Luz asked for it!

Her voice was trembling, "Don't .... Mr. Maskelyne ..."

"My wife is standing in such cold water when wearing thin clothes. If

you don't wear thin clothes, but you can chose to be soaked in the

water for two hours."

There was unconcealed anger in the man's voice.

Sylvia endured such cold water and such freezing weather for the

common good.

Sylvia dressed so thinly, and all of this was caused by this woman.

“No ... No ... I agree to shoot ..." Luz was so scared that she was

already on the verge of tears.

Franklin was still the mighty president of SouthStar Airlines and

Maskelyne Group even though he had mental illness.

If she dared to disobey his order in front of everyone here, she would

be so dead!

Everyone present was wide-eyed as they watched the deputy editor-in-

chief, who was very bossy, begin to undress. She wore a fur coat

outside and a black dress inside.

The thin dress wrapped around her body and she just stood there,

shivering.

She said to the dumbfounded photographer, “Shoot ... Hurry ..."

Her voice trembled from the cold wind.

The photographer hurriedly grabbed the camera and began to shoot at

her.

After a few shots, Luz jumped up and rushed towards her fur coat.

Evie went over and stopped her, "My boss has been shooting for half

an hour. You've only been shooting for a few minutes. Why are you

running?"

“I... I shot it." Luz's eyes were red, "It's so, so cold.”

“Your dress has long sleeves, but my wife has her arms fully exposed.

And you're cold?" Franklin curled his lips, "She just jumped into the

water and twirled around. Miss Craig I guess you look better when you

twirl."

"No ... Let me go! Let me go!" Luz couldn't hold back the tears that fell

out of her eyes, "I won't dare again.”

She looked at Sylvia with imploring eyes, "We used to be colleagues at

least. We were both costume designers for LX series. For the sake of

old feelings, please let me go. I won't dare to resent you anymore."

“You don't dare? Does that mean that you will resent me privately?"

Sylvia laughed, a mockery in her eyes.

"Luz, I had forgotten that someone like you ever appeared in my life.

It's you who came over to make trouble, so don't blame my husband for

slapping you in the face.”

Franklin reached out and took Sylvia into his arms, "Miss Craig, the

theme of your shooting can be playing water. You and your crew can

have water fights together."

“It's so cold ..." Luz almost passed out.

But the crew, intimidated by Franklin's powerful vibe, had made their

way to the water's edge, and Evie pushed Luz into the water with one

hand.

"Have fun! Have fun!"

With a thud, Luz fell directly into the water, several staff members

rushed to help her up.

But Luz still drank several mouthfuls of lake water.

She coughed violently several times; however, before she could react,

the cold water splashed towards her again.

A few of her colleagues began to splash the cold lake water towards

her body.

“It really feels like a festival." Franklin nodded with satisfaction.

All those who dared to provoke his wife should be punished!

"Don't... Don't..."

Luz was so dizzy because of the splashing water down her body. Her

lips purple, she was trembling, and she screamed in terror, "Please,

leave me alone!”