Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 577 A Kind Of Indescribable Emotion

Chapter 577 A kind of indescribable emotion

When Matilda said this, it made people feel very bad about her.

She didn't mind it at all, but found it rather amusing.

Although this was her first time dealing with the media in a formal way, she knew the ins and outs of it.

In this circle, this was too normal thing.

Matilda could also imagine how many people were involved in this. They had deliberately bribed the journalists to come and make things difficult for her on an occasion like today. However, these difficulties, in fact, for her, were superficial.

If someone really wanted to defeat her and attack her in this way, it would be foolish.

She wanted to see what these people would do if they wanted to maintain a good relation with her in the future.

The first campaign, in fact, did not go too smoothly.

When Francis and August returned to the break room, they both looked terrible.

Matilda was the only one who looked like she was having a good time.

Matilda opened a bottle of sparkling water, took a sip, and said, "I'm not angry. You two, are you going to be so mad?"

"These guys, they're out of line," Francis said.

The corners of Matilda's lips curved up and she smiled. "It's realistic and understandable," she said. "I think they're really upset that I'm playing this role."

Francis said, "I chose you. Why are they upset? Why aren't they coming after me?"

Matilda said, "Mr. Snider, there's no need to be so angry. I have confidence in your show, and I have confidence in my own acting skills. Why don't we wait and see how they apologize to me?"

Wasn't that how the world worked?

People who were mean and flattering were actually one and the same.

Now, because she was not famous and robbed someone else's role, she was targeted, which was a very normal thing.

And when she became famous and worthy of the acting opportunities, these people would act as if nothing had happened. They would turn from scolding her to flattering her. Matilda herself thought it was ironic.

Therefore, she would not care about these people to attack her now. If she can not even bear this, then her future was worrying.

However, the fact that Matilda was positive did not mean that others can be like this as well.

Miles got the news as soon as he arrived at the company.

He watched the video his secretary showed him, and got mad.

"Find out who's behind all these media outlets," Miles said.

The secretary did as he said at once, and soon brought back the information.

"Boss, someone did buy a slandering press release to attack Miss Duncan," the secretary said.

He handed Miles a document and said, "Boss, it looks like Mr. Chandler had someone do it."

Miles's eyes fell on the secretary's face, filled with irrepressible anger.

Where did he get the nerve to pull this crap?

The secretary asked carefully, "Boss, do you want me to tell him?"

"No, I'll see what else he can do," Miles said.

Since Joseph Chandler had already done so, it meant he had a plan B.

He waited to see how far he would go.

"What about Miss Duncan?" The secretary asked tentatively.

The secretary knew best how important Matilda was to Miles.

He could not imagine what would happen next.

Miles thought for a moment, then said, "Go prepare some press releases and, if necessary, issue them."

The secretary nodded and backed out of Miles' office.

Miles pinched the space between his eyebrows and sat down behind his desk.

He picked up his cell phone and texted Matilda.

Soon, Matilda replied.

"Don't worry. I'm fine," Matilda said. "These questions don't bother me."

Seeing Matilda's reply made Miles even more anxious.

He tapped on the screen and sent it to Matilda. "Let me know if you need anything."

Matilda returned Miles an emoji of stroking head.

Miles was a little helpless that she was coaxing him like a child.

Matilda finished her message and rested on the sofa.

She liked working in this industry more and more because there were so many interesting things. She also really wanted to see what she can do.

Hayden's Mansion.

Casey rushed back from the outside and headed straight for Aimee's room.

"Aimee, I hear you're cooking." Casey jumped up to Aimee and looked pitifully at her.

Aimee was startled and then thought of the oxtail bones she made at Solomert Villa.

She looked at Casey helplessly and said, "You're very well-informed."

"Aimee, you're biased. You haven't made me food in a long time." Casey looked at Aimee pitifully, as if she was a little victim of bullying.

Aimee said, "Well, let me give you a chance to tell me what you want to eat. I'll make it for you right now."

"Really?" Casey asked.

Aimee nodded. "So, do you want to think about what you want to eat?"

Casey immediately perked up and didn't have to think about anything else. "Oxtail bones," she said

She was so jealous when she saw the picture that Walter sent her.

Such delicious food unexpectedly did not have her share.

Aimee chuckled and said, "OK, let's go buy some oxtail bones first."

"That's easy. I already bought them," Casey said.

Aimee flicked Casey's forehead and said, "Look how smart you are."

Casey giggled. "Aimee, let's go to the kitchen."

Aimee nodded. What can she do but say yes?

They went into the kitchen together, and Casey followed Aimee around like a little clingy cat, watching her work on the ingredients.

Aimee was amused by her appearance.

She said, "You're acting like I'm going to eat your bones."

Casey beamed up to Aimee and said, "I'll be the first one to take a bite."

Aimee had no choice but to let Casey go.

Casey watched and flattered Aimee

"Aimee, you're amazing," Casey said, almost clapping at Aimee.

Aimee got startled a little bit and just said, "Is it? Is it really that amazing?"

"Of course, literally," Casey said.

She leaned over to Aimee and said, "I may never cook as well as you do."

"You don't have to force it," Aimee said. "There's no rule that a girl has to know how to cook. It's all up to you. If you're not interested, you don't have to force yourself."

"But," Casey said, "I feel happy cooking for someone I like."

When Aimee heard this, she looked at Casey and said, "Are you trying to cook for Kelvin?"

Casey blushed, looked at Aimee, blinked, and said, "I want to help him share some of the burden."

Aimee said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Yeah, yeah, teach me how to do that," Casey said.

Her eyes lit up in an instant, and her gaze on Aimee was full of hope.

Aimee chuckled and said, "That's why you came back today, isn't it?"

Casey immediately laughed and hugged Aimee's arm affectionately. "I want to eat the food you cook," she said.

Aimee tapped Casey's hand and said, "All right, come on, I'll teach you."

Aimee told Casey the steps to make the oxtail bones, watching Casey write them down with an indescribable feeling in her heart.