Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Chapter 579

Annoyed, Mercer grabbed the phone to check the missed call.

His eyes widened in surprise at the caller’s name!

Oh no! It was Domenic he hung up on!

In a panic, Mercer quickly dialed back.

Following several rings, the voice on the other end answered with a notably cold tone.

“Am I disturbing your good time?”

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With an awkward smile, Mercer replied in an unusually ingratiating tone, “I was caught up in a task just mow, and my assistant disconnected the call.

I noticed and called you back right away.

So, what do you need from me?”

Domenic snorted coldly.

“You must have learned about those trending topics.

What I want you to do is to tweet that you’re supporting Lindsey.

”

Hearing this, Mercer was in a daze for a moment.

As he had expected, Domenic must have come to him because of Lindsey.

In fact, Nancy did the same.

He couldn’t begin to imagine how powerful and influential this Lindsey was.

With some hesitation, Mercer said, “Domenic, I also want to maintain a good reputation.

No matter how we look at it, the nature of the event is bad.

If I speak for Lindsey, I will definitely bashed by many haters.

Can you please spare me this time?”

“I take it that you are unwilling to do so?” There was no change in Domenic’s voice, but it could easily send a chill down one’s spine.

“Fine.

Then, you can just wait to be banned in your industry.

”

When he was about to hang up the phone, Mercer shouted in a hurry, “Okay, okay! I’ll do whatever you want! There, are you satisfied?”

ALL these years, he had only managed to keep an invincible position, thanks to Domenic’s support.

Therefore, he really had no choice but to accept his request.

Hearing this, Domenic smiled slyly.

“Do it tonight.

I don’t like to wait.

”

After hanging up the phone, Mercer leaned hard against the sofa, wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this time, Nancy came back, pushing the door open.

She had been dressed neatly, standing in front of Mercer with a pale face.

“Are you done throwing up?” Mercer looked up at her, asking impatiently.

“I’m really sorry.

You know that I didn’t mean it,” Nancy said softly, biting her lower lip.

With a deep sigh, Mercer stood up, put on his coat, and said flatly, “I’ve told you this before.

It will never work between us.

”

When he was about to walk out of the room, Nancy suddenly tugged him from behind.

Not intending to let go, she said bluntly, “I’ve done what you told me to.

Now, will you help me or not?”

Mercer steadily turned around and glanced at her.

The next moment, he reached out his hand and gently pinched her cheek.