Bound by contract.

“Sir,I really think you should head down to the conference hall.”Carlos suggested.

“Shut up.”Lorenzo snapped as he continued to stare at Fabiola through the screen.

What exactly was she up?

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Fabiola continued her speech with teary eyes.

“I wouldn’t want anyone to twist my words and think my husband doesn’t treat me well.He treats me the best way he can.Just that,it’s inevitable for couples not to have misunderstandings.And I’m at fault too,I shouldn’t have gotten drunk because we had a fight.If I hadn’t had gotten drunk,I’m sure I wouldn’t have been harassed.And fortunately,Lorenzo was worried about leaving me behind so he came back for me.”

“Why is Mr Martini not here right now?”

“Are you sure he really treats you well?”

The reporters started to throw more questions at her.

Carlos was getting more and more tensed for his boss’ name.

“Should I go down there,sir?”He asked.

Lorenzo’s eyes narrowed.

Was this how she planned on doing this?

If she hadn’t been so hellbent on talking