The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan!
Chapter 67: Another Day
CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: ANOTHER DAY
When they arrived at the civil affairs bureau, there was a line there.
Paige Sterling saw the somewhat long line, checked the time, and said, "Maybe we should come back another day."
Julian Hawthorne directly pulled her to the front, where Paige then saw... Shaun Jones.
Shaun Jones greeted Julian Hawthorne, "President Hawthorne, you’re here, it’s almost your turn."
Paige, "...!!", he actually had Shaun Jones come to the civil affairs bureau to queue in advance?
Clever as Paige was, only now did she realize that she had been played by Julian.
Sitting at the window, Julian Hawthorne handed his documents to the staff.
Without looking up at first, the staff raised her head abruptly upon seeing Paige’s ID card, her eyes widening in surprise.
Paige gestured for her to be silent.
The staff member nodded immediately, still feeling quite bemused.
Paige suddenly left the circle, suddenly wanted to start a company, and now suddenly wanted to get married?
Who was the man?
The staff looked at Julian Hawthorne’s ID, found the name familiar but the face was unfamiliar—was he a new male celebrity entering the circle?
Her goddess was actually marrying a male celebrity whose name she had never heard?
The staff felt a bit sad, "Hey, Cloak, can’t you reconsider?"
Cloak was the fans’ nickname for Paige Sterling.
"You’re still young, why hurry into marriage?"
Julian Hawthorne looked coldly at the staff, his finger pressing on the report button.
The staff was so scared she turned pale green, glaring viciously at Julian Hawthorne.
You’ve married my goddess, what do you want to do?
Paige grabbed Julian Hawthorne’s hand, glared at him, and said to the staff, "Process the paperwork."
The staff reluctantly handed over the information form to the couple.
Paige filled out the form quickly, in less than a minute.
Yet Julian Hawthorne’s speed was somewhat slow; Paige had finished long before he completed his scribbling.
Usually, his signing speed was quite fast.
Paige patiently watched him finish writing slowly, then watched him check it over slowly again, asking, "Are you done yet?"
Julian then handed the information form to the staff.
Receiving the marriage certificate didn’t take much time in the end.
When the staff handed the certificate to them, Julian Hawthorne was quick, snatching them first and putting them into his pocket, saying to Paige, "I’ll keep them."
Paige, "...No way, give me my copy."
Julian shook his head, "I’ll keep them."
After they left, the staff’s eyes reddened with anger, posting in a friendship circle to mourn that her favorite person got married, and she personally issued the marriage certificate.
Her boyfriend saw this on WeChat, directly storming into the civil affairs bureau.
"I heard you personally issued a marriage certificate for the person you’re fond of. Let me see what he looks like."
Half-smiling and half-irritated.
The saddened girl didn’t want to speak.
Her boyfriend’s face darkened further, "What do you mean? You’re still harboring unrequited love while with me?"
"Waa, why are you so annoying? They’re married now; can’t I be sad for a moment?"
Seeing his girlfriend cry, he couldn’t bear it and finally punched himself twice in anger, "Who is it anyway?"
"Paige, waa, my goddess Paige got married."
The boyfriend, "..."
"Do you know who my goddess married? To a male celebrity whose name I’ve never heard, named Julian Hawthorne. Just hearing the name, it doesn’t sound like a good person."
Wait? Julian Hawthorne?
Isn’t that the name of his company’s chairman?
Celebrity Paige Sterling and Julian Hawthorne?
Suddenly remembering that Hawthorne Group’s seventeenth and eighteenth floors were rented to Paige.
So these two are...?
The boyfriend clicked his tongue twice, "Let’s keep this to ourselves; it’s better not spread anything."
If President Hawthorne retaliates, it would be bad.
Little did they know, in Julian Hawthorne’s heart, he wished the whole world knew he and Paige were already certified.
Yet seeing Paige’s intent, clearly, she didn’t want it revealed for now.
Julian didn’t insist; everything needed time to unfold.
Once in the car, Julian handed Paige a file pouch; Paige asked, "What’s this?"
Julian, "My assets, for you."
"Why give them to me? I don’t want to manage; you take care of it."
Then she handed it back to Julian.
Julian, "..."
He suddenly realized that Paige didn’t care about his money, making it difficult. If he didn’t work harder to make Paige reluctant to leave him, he might get abandoned later.
Julian couldn’t help but touch his face, realizing he must start taking better care of himself.
At this moment, Paige said, "Just drop me off at that intersection."
Julian asked, "You’re not coming with me?"
"What would I do with you? I have stuff to do."
Julian, who was planning to celebrate, "..."
Julian dropped Paige at the destination, then went to the company, where employees quickly noticed President Hawthorne’s unusually good mood today.
Julian sat in the office, sending Paige a WeChat message, "Are you happy today?"
Paige replied, "Happy."
Julian, "Why are you happy? Share with me."
Paige, "Julian Hawthorne, stop pretending."
Julian, "...", his identity exposed.
Meanwhile, as Paige finished her tasks and headed home, she coincidentally met Simon Hawthorne at the gas station.
Simon just collected money from Julian to buy a car, cherishing it dearly.
Seeing Paige, he cheerfully got out to greet.
In return, Paige gave him a strange look, as if her eyes contained a whole bottle of poison.
"Sister-in-law, why are you looking at me like that?"
Paige, "We’re all family now, just carefully examining you."
Simon, feeling bewildered, skin tingling, "Hehe, sister-in-law, there will be plenty of chances to see me later..."
But please don’t look at me so creepily, I’m still a baby!
"I heard you taught your elder brother many things, and your sister-in-law hasn’t properly thanked you yet."
So he betrayed me, huh?
Turns out even a real brother isn’t reliable.
"Sister-in-law plans to thank you properly today."
"How do you plan to thank me?"
Thinking of Paige’s assortment of protective gear, Simon felt he was doomed.
He sneakily texted Julian for help.
No reply from Julian, clearly abandoning him to his fate.
I treated my brother like my first love, my brother tormented me endlessly.
While those two showered in affection, he was made the villain; this time, Paige would surely beat him into a pulp!
Maybe Paige would even crazily sell him as pork, given how valuable pork was now. After all, Paige was ruthless for money.
Simon thought about it, finally surrendered in defeat, "Waa, sister-in-law, I know I was wrong!"
Paige snorted twice, "Don’t teach him those troublesome things again; you’re corrupting him."
Then, Paige dominantly got into the car, slammed the door shut.
Simon, "..."
He taught him, huh? Clearly, Julian wanted to learn himself!