###Chapter 61 A Up Made Gossip Headlines

I didn't know what had happened, so I had to go to the company. I got up early in the morning, and there were a few people when I got to the office.

Several heads of the finance department used to come up and greet me when they saw me, but now they were pointing and whispering behind my back.

I furrowed my eyebrows. I didn't know what had happened. I went into the office, but Kyle Branson hadn't arrived yet.

I had to turn over the papers on my desk and sign everything that needed to be signed. Finally, Kyle Branson came about an hour later. When she saw me, she was stunned, smiled and said hello to me.

But her expression was not right. She signed and sorted out the papers as if she was in a rush to head out.

Looking at her hesitant face, I opened my mouth and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

She was caught off guard and said awkwardly, "Director, are you and Boss Wesley serious?"

I was confused by what she said and asked, "Who Boss Wesley?"

"Parker Wesley!" The look on her face hasn't changed, she looked at me and said, "The news has been out for several days, and last night it was revealed that you were staying in a hotel in City A. But Director, you haven't even given birth and haven't officially divorced Boss Astley. How come?"

I was confused and said, "What was in the news these days?"

Seeing me like this, she took out her cell phone and clicked on the Hempstead Headlines.

I carefully read the news in the headlines. Since Parker Wesley drove me in his extravagant Maybach to downtown for dinner the other day, some people have written some messy posts out of nothing, which were getting worse. They wrote me as a slut in the post.

After reading the post, I had a headache. No wonder the people in the Finance Department looked at me that way this morning.

So, was this the reason why Jordan Astley changed the locks of the villa?

I had the worse headache before I went to the hotel and tried to answer the call of Parker Wesley.

How was everything a mess?

My mobile phone vibrated, and Kyle Branson saw that I had something to do and went out with the file in her arms.

I took a look at my mobile phone. The caller ID was Parker Wesley. I picked up the phone and said, "What's the matter?"

"Have you read the headlines?" He spoke in a careless tone.

I said in a bad mood, "Yes!"

"My mother is in inviting me for her birthday tomorrow night." It was so easy for him to say that it was no big deal that I was having an affair with him.

I pinched my sore eyebrow and said, "There is no time. You can find a way to explain the headlines as soon as possible."

If Liam Weld appeared, and Jordan Astley was not around, I have no idea who else I could ask help from.

Parker Wesley and I appearing in the headlines was a problem.

Parker Wesley on the other end of the line was silent for a moment and said, "I'll take care of the headlines."

I opened my mouth, a little tired, and said, "Don't make any more trouble!"

I don't know when Liam Weld would come to Hempstead. If Jordan Asley divorces me because of the affair, and my hell of a life 5 years ago would happen again, I don't think I would be able to survive it this time.

Nothing else was a big deal compared to being alive.

After I hung up the call with Parker Wesley, I put my phone aside. After a moment of silence, I got up and went directly to Jordan Astley's office.

Compared with the busy workspace before, this time, Jordan Astley was alone in his office. Felix Stewart, who was usually in the assistant office, was not there at the moment.

There was the sound of a keyboard beating in the quiet office. I stood at the door, raised my hand and knocked on the door several times.

"Come in!" The man's voice was low and magnetic, and it was as good as ever.

Distracted for a few seconds, I pushed open the door. I had to calm down my heart who was racing, as I was near him, but it still did not work.

Jordan Astley's office was empty, and the sound of him typing was particularly clear.

I stood in front of Jordan Astley and did not say anything. I just quietly looked at him who was serious and focused. I was sure that the man who worked hard was very handsome.

"Put it here first, and I'll sign it later!" Maybe he was so focused that he didn't realize that it was me who came. He didn't even raise his eyebrows but just focused on the computer.

I stood in front of him quietly.

For a long time, he frowned, stopped what he was doing and looked up. When he saw that it was me, he suddenly gave me a colder look from before.

"What's the matter?" He spoke and his voice was particularly cold.

"Jordan, let's talk!" I can and needed to explain what happened with Parker Wesley.

His slender body leaned back slightly against the back of his chair, looked at me coldly, raised his eyebrows, and said rudely, "Does Liam have a job to talk to me about?"

He was unfamiliar and cold.

I pursed my lips tightly, "Jordan, I can explain about me and Parker!"

"Did you sleep together?" He raised his eyebrows and put a lot of frost on his eyebrows.

I didn't react at for a moment. Finally, I understood what he meant, I turned pale and said, "No!"

"Oh!" A low, cold smile spit out from his throat and raised his eyebrows to look at me. He chilled even more, "Ivelle, do you think I will believe what you say?"

"Jordan, I at least have a chance to explain, right?" The headlines dragged on for so long that Parker Wesley and I did not respond, so it became more and more intense today.

He seemed to be impatient. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows and looked at me and said, "Director Ivelle, the Astley Group offered you such a high salary and it's not for you to talk to your boss about your personal affairs during working hours!"

"Astley."

"Director Ivelle, you should know better than me with knowing when and what to do, right?" He raised his eyes and asked, obviously with anger in his voice.

What else did I want to say? Felix Stewart did not know when to come in. He looked at me politely and alienated and said, "Director Ivelle, Boss Astley has a lot to do."

He was implying for me to get out.

I looked at Jordan Astley and saw that his eyes were back on the computer screen. He obviously didn't want to say one more word to me.

Ignoring Felix Stewart's urging, I looked at Jordan Astley and said, "When will Mr. Astley have time? Let's talk."

He said nothing and his face grew colder.

Seeing this, Felix Stewart said to me, "If Director Ivelle is all right, please leave!"

Such a stalemate was not a solution. Simply, I got out of the office and met Brad Silverman who happened to be getting off the elevator.

He was carrying a lot of things in his hand. When he saw me coming out of Jordan Astley's office, he raised his eyes and said, "Did you have a fight?"

I nodded. 'This was a fight!'

Jordan Astley has always had a strange temper. I have been with him for so many years, but I still could not figure out what was wrong with him this time.

"Remember to take the medicine for you when you get back." Brad Silverman handed me the bag in his hand. He looked at Jordan Astley's office and looked at me and said, "I've heard about the headlines. Explain it well."

He went back to the office, and I went back to work.

I stayed up until I got off work, so I went straight to the parking lot with my bag and waited for Jordan Astley to talk to him carefully.

I stood by his jeep, waiting for him to talk to him and be able to explain to him clearly my problem.