?<strong>Chapter 649:</strong>


    On the upside, at least it wasn’t that actress.


    When the call ended, she quickly opened Twitter, her heart sinking as she scrolled through the feed.


    “What is all this?”


    The photos showed her in a hotel cleaner’s uniform, with Bobby and the actress leaving the same room in sequence. There were three pictures in total. The angle was incredibly sharp, the paparazzi clearly having perfected their craft. Some people were specting that it was a cover-up for a secret rtionship between her and Bobby, with the actress acting as a decoy.


    Others went so far as to dig up Fannie and Bobby’s past, uncovering their canceled engagement. Someone even wrote a sensationalized story, twisting their love-hate rtionship into something straight out of a novel. Even Fannie’s little teddy bear was photographed and nowbeled as a token of their love.


    Fannie’s heart sank. She had nned to confess her feelings to Jett that evening, but this controversy had ruined everything.


    What kind of nonsense was this? How would Jett feel once he found out? How could she confess her feelings with this mess all over the inte? Who would want to see their girlfriend’s name trending alongside someone else’s on the day they made things official?


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    “Don’t worry. I’ll issue a statementter, boss. Can you use your connections to help me out?”


    “Don’t,” the boss replied, seemingly indifferent. “We’ll take advantage of the massive traffic Bobby’s generating from this controversy.”


    “It’s just heating up. The attention is good for you and your artists! Bad publicity is still publicity! Hold off on that statement until we get enough good results, okay?”


    Fannie rubbed her forehead, distressed by the idea. “But it might get out of hand.”


    “Well, the bigger it gets, the better!” the boss said, grinning.


    With a troubled heart, Fannie returned to the table, only to find Jett staring at his phone, his brows furrowed in concern. She immediately had a bad feeling.


    Sure enough, when she sat down, Jett showed her his phone. “What’s going on here?”


    Fannie sighed and told him the truth. “The media twisted the narrative.”


    “I ordered to have all the paparazzi driven away, yet some still managed to slip through?”


    “There are relentless ones, Jett. It’s hard to guard against them.” Jett took a deep breath, reining in his emotions. Even though he was upset by the situation, he couldn’t take it out on Fannie.


    “Can yourpany handle the PR?”


    Fannie pressed her lips together, looking at Jett.


    “Not at the moment.”


    “Why not?”


    She set down her knife and fork, feeling a bit guilty but maintaining a calm demeanor.


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