Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 18

Chapter 18 No One Forced Her to Drink!

Everyone present was shocked.

Christian's face darkened for an instant, and he looked at Anastasia with mixed feelings.

Anastasia sneered and asked Beatrice,

"Are you sure?"

Beatrice was just trying to get her involved.

The producer of the show, Patrick Lyons, came over, and he was covered in alcohol.

He hurriedly explained, "This is a misunderstanding, Mr. Patterson. I just asked if Ms. Cohen wanted to

drink, but she refused. She even slapped me and poured all the drink on me. I really didn't force

anyone to do anything. Everyone present can prove it!"

"That's right. If she didn't want to drink, she could just say so. There is no need to make a scene."

"No one forced her to drink. It's really rude for her to hit people like this!"

The others came out to explain one after another, and they were all confused by Beatrice's reaction.

Christian's face was gloomy, and there was a faint twitch between his brows, showing anger.

Obviously, he did not believe their words.

"Ms. Graves, do you believe what he said?"

Christian called Anastasia Ms. Graves, which showed his cold attitude.

Anastasia had heard that Patrick was well-known in the industry for having a clean private life and

never messing around.

She glanced at the others. "I believe him!"

Anyone present was more credible than Beatrice!

Kevin stood up and nodded toward Anastasia.

"Ms. Graves, what Patrick said is true. He didn't make things difficult for others, but Beatrice reacted

violently..."

Beatrice cried even louder. "You are talking nonsense. Everyone here is bullying me, Christian..."

Patrick was speechless. She made it look like he was really bullying her!

He really hated Beatrice, but he didn't dare to offend Christian who was behind her.

He could only look at Anastasia for help.

Anastasia raised her eyebrows, chuckled, and interrupted her with a sneer.

"Ms. Cohen, don't worry. Even if someone wanted to mess around, he wouldn't choose you, who is Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

already a mom.

"All the girls present are younger and more beautiful than you. These men are not blind. Only someone

like Mr. Patterson will like you."

Beatrice's crying stopped abruptly, and she stood there with a pale face as if she had been slapped in

public. She was so embarrassed that she wished the floor would swallow her up.

She was indeed eight years older than the other four girls, and she was the oldest among them.

There was a beautiful girl among the other four, who couldn't help but snort lightly as if confirming

Anastasia's words.

The atmosphere became tense again.

Patrick found confidence because of Anastasia's help and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Ms. Cohen, you are such an actress, and you will definitely win an award in the future!

"I don't think you need to be on my show. With Mr. Patterson, isn't it easy to get a leading role for you?"

Beatrice froze slightly.

There was a bit of nervousness in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly. It was not a big deal to offend a

producer. Anyway, she had Christian.

Christian's eyes were cold as ice, and his expression was complicated.

He should have believed in Beatrice, but at this moment, he was not so sure.

Facing the vague taunt in Anastasia's sight, he felt to be burned.

He pursed his lips and looked down at Beatrice.

"I'll ask someone to take you back."

Beatrice didn't say anything and nodded while sobbing.

It was no good for her to stay any longer.

She understood that Anastasia was not as easy to deal with as before.

Anastasia withdrew her gaze in disdain and looked at Patrick politely.

"Sorry for disturbing your mood today. I have to make it up to you in the future. Why don't you go

change your clothes first?"

Patrick nodded and glanced at Christian, probably still feeling a bit apprehensive.

Christian pursed his lips, and just after hanging up the phone, someone came to pick Beatrice up. He

turned his head to look deeply at Patrick.

"I'll ask someone to investigate."