Chapter 602 I've Even Had Rumors With Zane Langdon

“A minor scandal, but it’s already been taken care of.”

“When is Zane Langdon ever not in a scandal?” Jasper Rockwell felt there was more to it.

Having been with Zane Langdon for so long, Jasper Rockwell had never seen him get this angry over a scandal.

“Master Rockwell, don’t ask about this. It’s not a big deal anyway. Besides, Zane Langdon is a public figure. Anything about him can be blown out of proportion, endlessly analyzed, and wildly speculated about. You need to be more careful sometimes, too.”

“I’ve fucking had rumors spread about me and Zane Langdon before! What’s there to be afraid of?”

Sean Coleman almost coughed up blood.

‘This time, the scandal *was* about you, Master Rockwell!’

Sean Coleman glanced at Jasper Rockwell, completely exasperated.

‘Fine, have a drink if you want, but why did you have to get so drunk? You even made Zane Langdon buckle your seatbelt for you!’

‘And if he was going to buckle it, so be it, but you two had to be so close! In the photo, it looks like you’re kissing.’

‘If these photos get out, it’ll have the impact of an atomic bomb!’

That’s why Zane Langdon shouldered the burden all by himself.

He felt that ever since Zane Langdon met Jasper Rockwell, it was like he’d been going through a heavenly tribulation!

In the beginning, it cost him money.

Now, it was costing him money and hurting him personally!

The last time, the car race, Zane Langdon and Jasper Rockwell participated together. The total expenses came out to over seven million.

For this PR crisis, he had to pay out of his own pocket again.

The company could have actually covered the cost.

After all, Jasper Rockwell was the person President Fairchild assigned to Zane Langdon. Why was it like Zane Langdon had to take full responsibility for him?

Jasper Rockwell looked at Sean Coleman. “Is there something else you want to say?”

“Nope. I don’t want to say anything.”

“Then are you constipated?”

“You’re the one who’s constipated!” Sean Coleman desperately wanted to smack Jasper Rockwell. He sighed and said earnestly, “Our Zane’s a sensitive soul who keeps a lot of things bottled up. Master Rockwell, how about you stop being a personal assistant? Why don’t you go back to being the great Master Rockwell, huh?”

“If there’s any work in the future, just let me know.” Jasper Rockwell patted his chest in assurance.

After all, he felt bad taking money for not doing any work.

“Master Rockwell, are your nerves made of steel cables? Just let Zane Langdon go, please. Get a new person. Have President Fairchild assign you someone else. The company has so many stars, a whole handful of pretty young girls. You can pick any of them, can’t you?”

Jasper Rockwell: …

“Do you really dislike me that much?”

Sean Coleman didn’t say anything and just walked ahead.

Jasper Rockwell stood there alone, his thoughts in a jumble.

Suddenly, a notification popped up on his phone: a black invitation card.

Prize Money: Eight million.

Jasper Rockwell immediately tapped it open and, without a shred of hesitation, clicked to register.

‘Even if I have to leave, I need to pay Zane Langdon back.’

As for the preparations to compete…

‘I’ll just sell a car.’

…

Triumph Jewels was currently the most famous jewelry brand in the country, with branches all over and its headquarters in Argent. There was a large branch in Jansburg.

The Eternal Heart that Evan Fairchild had given Melody Monroe was currently in the care of Triumph Jewels.

Melody Monroe and Rose Shaw drove to the Jansburg branch.

It was almost noon, and a few people were in the store selecting jewelry.

Inside were two young women, one slightly older than the other. The older one was prettier, dressed in a light blue pantsuit that gave her the air of a powerful businesswoman.

The other had a round face and wore a classic tweed suit. Her overall demeanor screamed that she was the young miss of some wealthy family.