Chapter 1435 Who Called the Paparazzi

"You've been running a film company for a long time, and you're pretty good at acting. You're not any
worse than those artists in your company..."

"Are you sure you don't want to start an acting career?"

"..."

Warren mocked Carl without mercy.

Carl naturally wouldn't let Warren laugh at him, so he sneered to respond, "I heard that Stella went to
Australia with a colliery owner recently?"

The colliery owner he talked about owned several mines.

Carl usually had a lot of dinner parties. Everything in this circle spread very quickly, especially during
the dinner party.

He heard about this at a dinner party.

Sure enough, it was right to participate in this kind of dinner party more often. Now, he got something to
mock Warren.

Warren was so angry that he clenched his teeth. After a while, he finally said something.

"I wish you and Sivan to love each other forever."

This was too ruthless.

Carl didn't even want to look at Sivan.

Warren actually wished him and Sivan to love each other forever.



Carl was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone. He tried to hold back and forced a laugh. "Then
I wish Stella and the colliery owner to love each other forever."

Then, they hung up almost at the same time.

Just as he hung up on Warren, Sivan called him.

When Carl saw the caller ID, his lower lip curled up coldly. There was no smile in his eyes at all.
However, when he picked up the phone, his voice was exceptionally gentle. "Sivan, you get up so early.
Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"What do these trending topics mean? How am I supposed to sleep when I saw them? When did we
fight..." Sivan couldn't stop her words after she started talking

Hearing her words, Carl had a headache. He pressed his temples, put his phone on speaker, and stood
up to make himself a cup of latte.

In the first episode of "My Life", Jessica made a cup of latte.

Carl took a sip and felt that the taste was not quite the same as what he usually drank outside.

He didn't know what Jessica's latte tasted like.

His thoughts drifted a little far away.

"Carl? Are you still there?" Sivan's voice pulled him back.

Carl poured out the coffee in his hand in disgust. His voice slowed down, and he sounded charming
and gentle. "I'm going to the company now. Be good and go have something to eat."

Sivan coquettishly said to him, "I want to see you. Can you come and pick me up? I want to be there
for you when you are working..."



She had complained so much to Carl just now, but Carl was not angry. He was still so gentle to her.
She discovered that the worse her temper was, the gentler Carl would be.

Realizing this, Sivan became even more complacent.

After a man fell in love with a woman, he was infinitely tolerant to a woman.

She enjoyed this feeling, and it would give her a sense of accomplishment.

Carl chose her amongst so many women because of her charisma, and now she had Carl totally under
her control. Fortunately, she didn't choose to give up back then.

"Alright, I'll pick you up."

After Carl finished speaking, he expressionlessly threw his phone to the side.

An hour later, Kalyan took Carl to Sivan's home.

Carl leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Kalyan knew that he was still awake. After observing the surroundings for a while, he said, "Mr. Carl,
there are paparazzi."

Sivan asked him to pick her up, but coincidentally, paparazzi were waiting here.

There was no need to guess who called the paparazzi.

She had complained so much to Carl just now, but Carl was not angry. He was still so gentle to her.
She discovered that the worse her temper was, the gentler Carl would be.

Realizing this, Sivan became even more complacent.

After a man fell in love with a woman, he was infinitely tolerant to a woman.

She enjoyed this feeling, and it would give her a sense of accomplishment.

Carl chose her amongst so many women because of her charisma, and now she had Carl totally under
her control. Fortunately, she didn't choose to give up back then.

"Alright, I'll pick you up."

After Carl finished speaking, he expressionlessly threw his phone to the side.
An hour later, Kalyan took Carl to Sivan's home.

Carl leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Kalyan knew that he was still awake. After observing the surroundings for a while, he said, "Mr. Carl,
there are paparazzi."

Sivan asked him to pick her up, but coincidentally, paparazzi were waiting here.

There was no need to guess who called the paparazzi.



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