The RISE Of NATHALIA CARTER - Chapter 869

“But she was….” Angelo thought of what Daisy had told her. She thought Christina would stay away from the public for a while after suffering the rapping, but she just engaged in her work so soon.

“What?” the assistant didn’t know. It was an embarrassing incident. The Adams would try to cover it anyway. So, few people knew it except for some people who were close to the Adams family.​​

“Nothing. Well, she used to hate me. I thought she wouldn’t want to work with me.”

“Yeah. Maybe she just wanted to give you a hard time, right?” The assistant was young but knew things well.

She was the new assistant Clarence arranged for Angelo because Daisy was busy preparing for her engagement.

Although Angelo couldn’t talk about everything with her, she could tell that this assistant was on her side.

“Well, who knows. I’d better stay away from her.”

***

Like the first day, the shooting didn’t end until midnight. Angelo didn’t see Christina but heard that she would come a few days later. Just like in the last movie, she was the last one to come.

When Angelo returned to the hotel, she picked up her phone, which was already fully charged, and turned it on nervously.

Several missed calls popped up, but none of them from Drake.

Angelo looked through them, three calls from Daisy and two calls from McCoy. She suddenly recalled Drake’s words this morning.

While she was in confusion, the phone rang. McCoy called again.

Angelo picked it up and heard McCoy say, “I told Drake you were in the Watts house. You just tell him like that.”

Angelo then understood why Drake mentioned McCoy.

“Are you covering me?” Angelo asked.

“Yeah,” replied McCoy. Then he stopped talking.

Angelo could only ask, “Why?”

“Because I knew your identity. You don’t want Drake to know about it, do you?”

McCoy knew her secret, but it would not bother her as long as he didn’t tell others about it. But if Drake knew it, she might be in trouble.

“But your cover didn’t work. Drake even got angry.”

“Angry? Why?” McCoy didn’t understand him.

“That’s what I want to ask you. What’s wrong between you two?” Angelo felt that they seemed to know each other.

“Well, you seem to have no idea of it,” said McCoy. Angelo was more puzzled.

“Drake used to purchase the Watts group but didn’t make it public. Even many of the companies didn’t know about it.”

Although Parker went into prison, Rachel and Ivy still lived well. How could he see them living well as before?

But to his surprise, Ivy’s heart couldn’t hold longer, and she hid away with Rachel after getting Stella’s heart.

McCoy knew where they were now, but he didn’t tell anyone because he wanted them to live in fear longer.

That was the way he got his revenge.

Later, McCoy bought shares of the Watts group in a way ordinary people couldn’t imagine, or he couldn’t get the company back.

It was at that time he met Drake officially. He still remembered the look of Drake’s eyes then: they looked like killing.

“Drake had planned to torture the Ivy family for you. But you know, something happened later. Now I’m managing the company, so I won’t allow anyone else to control it.”

For me?

That was the question that came to Angelo’s mind. It was a long day, and she felt exhausted, as her mind. She even thought she heard it wrong.

And… She evaluated McCoy and Drake’s abilities in her mind before sighing, “If Drake purchased the company. How could you get it back? Don’t lie to me.”

After that, she ended the call. She thought she would fall asleep soon but became sober and sober. McCoy’s words echoed in her mind, and she wasn’t quite sure about it.

Did Drake really…

Just then, she got a message from Drake. She hesitated for a while, feeling that it must not be something good. Finally, she checked it.

“I have to see you tomorrow.”

That was the message, short but magically irresistible.

Angelo thought about it. Yes, it was indeed inappropriate to stay out for several days.

So, the next after the shooting, she went back to the Thorne house. They finished shooting earlier than before, but it was more than nine o’clock when she returned home.

“Where’s Drake?” Angelo asked when she came home.

Hale came up and replied, “He needs to deal with something in the company and will come back later.”

Angelo relieved. That was good. It would give her some time to prepare herself. She hadn’t thought of a good excuse for her leaving these two days.

At about eleven, a car slowly entered the villa.

Angelo knew Drake came and went out to welcome him.

Near the car, Hale told Drake about Angelo coming back when she was coming out and shouting, “Hey, Drake!”

Then she stopped in front of Drake, looking quite docile. Drake, however, noticed the exhaustion on her face. She must be tired.

As he was about to ask Angelo about her whereabouts, Angelo said in concern, “You must be tired after working so late. Have you had dinner yet?”

“No,” replied Drake subconsciously.

“Well, how about I cook for you?” Angelo suddenly cheered up as if seeing a light of hope.

“All right,” replied Drake.

Angelo went to the kitchen directly. She made a bowl of noodles she was good at. It was easy cooking, and Drake didn’t need to wait for too long.

She had thought that she could get away from Drake’s questioning. But it started when Drake finished eating the noodles.

The bowl on the table was empty. “Where are you these two days?” Drake looked at her with a pair of complicated eyes.

Yes, he just wouldn’t let her go.