Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013 Stop Playing Matchmaker

A smile sprang to Penny's lips as she turned to look at George eagerly. "Let's go, George," she said.

Then, seeing that he wasn't moving, she said coquettishly, "If you're not going with me, I'll pester you

here, anyway. Olivia's studio's business may even get affected."

Worn down by her pestering, George finally replied, "Let's go."

Smiling happily at once, Penny opened the door for George, and they walked out together.

Olivia watched the two of them go into the distance. Penny and George, eh? She thought Penny wasn't

good enough for him, but it seemed that no one could say anything for sure when it came to

relationships.

Meanwhile, Azalea had been scrolling on her phone while lying in bed in the hotel. Seeing the

statement posted deliberately by the Nolan Group, she smiled bitterly for a moment. This Eugene guy

is really heartless. He actually said I was his friend's sister! He didn't mention our friendship or how I

once saved his life; he didn't even acknowledge his sister's existence. The news reports that had been

going the rounds yesterday disappeared overnight like a flash in the pan.

She kept a stony face without saying anything. Naturally, others had no idea what she was thinking

either.

Shannon looked at the woman, who indeed looked pleasing enough to the eye. Seeing her remain

silent the whole time, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you bored? Would you like me to take you out for

a stroll?"

Azalea shook her head and replied dispiritedly, "No, it's not necessary."

Shannon didn't say another word.

Azalea looked up at her, though. "Where did Eugene take you yesterday?"

"We went to his girlfriend's place."

Azalea's eyes lit up all of a sudden. "Why did he take you there?"

"Didn't photos of you two get circulated online yesterday? Mr. Nolan feared that his girlfriend would get

the wrong idea, so he took me there so that I could help explain it."

The sparkle of anticipation in Azalea's eyes gradually dimmed. Just what am I expecting? "So, did

Olivia get the wrong idea?"

"Nope. I think she still quite believes in Mr. Nolan."

Azalea frowned with a dark glint in her eyes. She actually didn't get the wrong idea despite all that

fuss? This Olivia lady really never goes away! "Eugene is an upright person who never fools around

with women voluntarily. Whomever his girlfriend is, she's very lucky."

Shannon looked at her, thinking, Seems like she has a crush on Mr. Nolan, or she wouldn't have

sounded so jealous! She once saved his life, huh? Don't tell me she wants to take advantage of this to

make a move on Mr. Nolan? "Do you love Mr. Nolan, too?" she asked.

Azalea looked at her and smiled. "No, I don't. We're friends."

Shannon was speechless. Still hiding it, eh? Look at how she looks right now. There's no way she

doesn't love him. "Are you hungry? Would you like to eat anything?"

"No, I'm tired. I'd like to sleep for a while."

Shannon replied, "Well then, I'll be in the room next door. Just call me if there's anything." With that,

she left the room.

After she had left, Azalea made a phone call with the phone in her hand. "I need your help. I now have

a bodyguard who follows me everywhere."

A male voice rang through the phone. "I already gave you the idea, so the rest is your own business."

Azalea's face was stern. "We have the same purpose. If you don't help me, I'm not going to help you

either. If she finds out about what you've done—"

"Fine, just tell me what you need."

Azalea said, "Get a few men for me and give me their phone numbers. I'll call them in private."

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On her way home from work, Olivia saw that George never talked about Penny. Finally, she couldn't

help but ask, "I didn't realize that you and Penny were already that close."

"No, we're not. It's just that I lent her a bit of money when she was in Mastar."

Olivia curled her lips in secret. "She seems to have a crush on you. Don't you have any feelings for

her?"

George darted a look at her. "No and stop playing matchmaker for me. Do you think I'm just like you?"

She was lost for words. "What's wrong with me?" she asked, but her voice was much quieter. She did

feel a little guilty, after all.