Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call
Chapter 51 Beatrice Was Forced to Go Abroad

Chapter 51 Beatrice Was Forced to Go Abroad

Christian once again offered to send Beatrice away.

Beatrice froze slightly. Although she was extremely reluctant, right now she could only agree temporarily.

She sobbed weakly with red eyes.

"Christian, I also feel sorry for having caused you a lot of trouble. If you want me to leave, I will leave."

Christian didn't say anything else. He took out his phone to call someone from the media platform.

He paid some money to have the post deleted. The media platform was concerned about Christian's influence and would not offend him.

Soon, the popularity of the news on the Internet was severely reduced.

Although netizens ridiculed Beatrice's powerful backing, these comments quickly disappeared...

A celebrity's cheating incident was exposed, and everyone suddenly shifted their attention.

When Beatrice left the Patterson Group, she was in a very good mood.

She stood under the building of the Patterson Group and took a photo of herself. Then she posted it online, with the postscript: [Thanks to fate, we've met!]

It looked like everything in the world was fine to her.

Someone sent this post to a chat group of the rich second generation. Eleanor directly forwarded it to Anastasia.

[Christian indeed helped Beatrice clean up the mess with his influence. Are they really together?]

When Anastasia saw the message, she didn't feel any fluctuations in her heart. She just thought it was ridiculous.

'I expected they are." she thought.

She replied calmly: [As long as the Patterson family doesn't approve of Beatrice, he won't announce the marriage because he has to consider the stock price and the market.] Eleanor cursed: [Then this is the end of Beatrice's matter?]

Anastasia smiled and replied: [She won't be able to join the show. And Mae has gained countless fans because of this!]

Eleanor chuckled lightly and texted: [You're too eailily satisfied. If it were me, I'd make sure she's at least as good as dead.] Finishing texting, Anastasia smiled.

"There is no need to be in a rush. The best is yet to come!' She thought.

When Beatrice got Lamia's call, she was flattered. In the past, it was the housekeeper who contacted her.

Lamia's attitude was as arrogant and noble as ever. Lamia acted condescending.

"Come to pick up Charlie at night."

She hung up without giving Beatrice time to respond.

'The scandal on the Internet has implicated Christian, so Lamia was merely venting her anger on me,' Beatrice thought.

Beatrice smiled. A bit of complacency flashed across her face.

'Even someone like Anastasia could marry Christian. With Charlie, shouldn't I be more hopeful?'

She took a taxi directly to the Patterson Manor.

Several noble ladies were drinking coffee inside. They were talking and laughing. Mixed with Charlie's crying, it was very lively.

Beatrice walked in with a smile and obediently came to Lamia's side. Beatrice half knelt on the ground and poured coffee for them, serving them humbly. Everyone talked to her politely with a half-smile, but none of them really respected her.

After the guests left, Charlie was brought upstairs to play by the servants.

Beatrice knelt beside Lamia again and held a cup of coffee.

"Mrs. Lamia Patterson, thank you for taking care of Charlie. Every time I see him these days, he gains a lot of weight. You are amazing!"

Hearing this, Lamia snorted coldly, "Of course, I care about my grandson."

But when she thought of Beatrice, Charlie's biological mother, she was completely dissatisfied.

"Isn't the scandal today humiliating enough? In the future, if Charlie grows up and knows that his biological mother is someone like you, he will feel humiliated.

"If you stay here, you will only bring shame to Christian and Charlie. You should go abroad as soon as possible. I will give you a sum of money, and you will never come back in the future." Beatrice's expression froze severely.

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