Chapter 70
Chapter 70 They'll Be Safe As Long As You Leave
Outside the door, there was a group of entertainment reporters and photographers.
They came here early in the morning when they heard that the famous cellist Scott had come back from abroad and was living here.
Not long ago, the news that the popular star Rita had specially gone to Vienna for Scott's cello recital and the two of them left the concert hall together hit the headlines.
All the entertainment reporters in the city hoped to get first-hand information about Rita's relationship with Scott. However, in the past half a month, Rita had never shown up in any public activities and the reporter had no news about her.
Therefore, as soon as they knew Scott was here, they rushed here immediately to interview him and get more information about him.
"Are these reporters crazy? I have nothing to do with Rita. I don't even know who she is," Scott said happily as he closed the cover of the peephole and turned around.
"Why did they come to me?"
"It is rumored that you are Rita's boyfriend. It's not strange that the reporters came to you," Wayne said and glanced at him. "You don't know who she is? Really? Even I know that she is a popular star." "You..." Scott got anxious and was afraid that Anna would misunderstand him. He stared at Wayne and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I was just asking casually. I don't think you need to disassociate yourself from Rita in such a hurry. After all, no one here cares about your relationship with her."
Upon hearing this, Scott flew into a rage and his attitude changed dramatically. "Wayne, don't talk nonsense. I have nothing to do with her."
"Be quiet, Scott. It's not the right time to talk about this," Anna said helplessly, sounding troubled, "The most important thing now is to think about what we should do to let them leave."
"I'll call the police," Scott said as he took out his phone.
"It's useless," Wayne said lightly. "Even if the police drive them away, they will come back as soon as the police leave."
When Scott heard Wayne's biunt retort, his face turned livid with anger. Then he said with sarcasm, "Then what do you think we should do? Since you are capable and clever, find a way to solve the problem now."
Hearing this, Anna turned to look at Wayne.
She was curious about what Wayne would do. After all, if the reporters knew that he was here, the news of the CEO of Carousel Group and his son staying at another woman's home all night would also hit the headlines.
"Mr. Wright, what do you think we should do now?" she asked. Wayne didn't beat about the bush and said calmly, "Call the property management company
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first and ask them to send security guards here to get these reporters out of the community."
"What's the difference between calling the police and calling the property management company? Do you think the security guards are more powerful than the police?" Scott cast a scornful glance at him. "At least the security guards will come here earlier than the police," Wayne said in a deep
voice.
"You are arguing for the sake of arguing," Scott said.
"Scott, let Mr. Wright finish his words," Anna interrupted Scott. She knew that Wayne must have other ways to deal with the situation.
"Take it easy." Wayne looked at the time and said, "The security guards should be here
now."
Not long after he said that, the reporters outside were dispersed by the security guards. The staff of the property management company knocked at the door and then apologized for their neglect of duty before leaving. Later, the corridor gradually quieted down.
"Have they left?" Anna breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang. "Did they come here again?" Anna said and frowned with worry. Are the entertainment reporters all so crazy now? Wayne strode over calmly and opened the door.
"Mr. Wright, the reporters are downstairs now. But don't worry. They won't come here again," Gabe said respectfully when the door opened.
Scott sneered and said with contempt, "You called your assistant for help? What are you going to do next?" He didn't believe Wayne at all.
Why does Anna trust him so much? He is indeed rich, but it doesn't mean that he can handle everything. Besides, it's not easy to send the entertainment reporters away.
Wayne didn't want to talk to him. He looked at Gabe and nodded, seeming to be motioning Gabe to do something.
Gabe nodded knowingly and walked up to Scott. "Excuse me, sir. Are you Mr. Grosz?" "Yes," Scott raised his chin slightly and said proudly. "What's up?" "Mr. Grosz, please come with me and change your clothes now."
"What do you want to do?" Scott covered his chest at once and took a big step back, looking vigilant.
Gabe said gently, "I'll change into your clothes and distract the reporters downstairs later. Then someone will pick you up and send you to a hotel. You'll stay there in the following days."
Scott was slightly stunned. "You mean I'll leave here? What about Anna and Tammy?"
He had wanted to leave here as soon as possible and lead the reporters away. However, when he was about to speak his thought, Wayne beat him to it. At this moment, he felt as if he was driven away by Wayne and felt displeased.
"They will be safe as long as you leave," Wayne answered him without much enthusiasm.
til Scott couldn't help but glare at him and couldn't can word in rotort honum
had said made sense.
He had to go back to his room and exchange clothes with Gabe.
Ten minutes later, Gabe went downstairs in Scott's casual clothes, carrying a cello case and pulling his cap low over his eyes.
With the protection of the security guards, he finally forged through the crowds, got into the car, and left.
Seeing this, the reporters immediately got into their cars and followed him.
When all of them were gone, Scott walked out of the building with a mask and sunglasses and got into another car with two bodyguards in black suits and leather shoes. Then the driver started the vehicle, drove in the opposite direction of the reporters, and left the community.
"The reporters finally left," Anna said, then breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa.
"This is not the end," Wayne looked at her and said. "You have to pack up your luggage now."
Anna was confused. "Why should I pack up?"
"Do you think it's still safe to stay here? If the reporter finds that the person that they follow is not Scott, they will come back again," Wayne said.
"It's okay. Anyway, Scott has left," Anna said.
"Don you think they will give up the opportunity to interview the woman and the child who live with Scott?" Wayne said.
His words made sense, which made Anna speechless.
She sighed heavily and thought, if I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to let Scott live here. It's better to arrange for him to live in the Carousel Hotel and pay the bill for him than making myself homeless now.
A few hours later, Wayne's bodyguards carried Anna's two large suitcases and went downstairs.
"Mommy, where will we live?" In the elevator, Tammy asked as she looked up at Anna and blinked her eyes with a worried look. "Are we going back to Grandpa's house?"
Anna frowned.
If she were alone, she might go back to Gabriel's House. But since Tammy was with her, she couldn't do that. She didn't want her stepmother and Allie to gossip about Tammy. At this time, Matthew pulled Wayne's sleeve.
When Wayne looked down and saw Matthew staring at him with warning eyes, he was speechless.
Then he said to Anna and Tammv. "Don't worry. I have arranged a place to stay for you."