Chapter 331
“Yeah! I agree with you! And I support that idea!”
“I managed to get a very clear picture earlier, so I’m going to post it online!”
“I’ll do the same too! If all of us work together, I’m confident that the scammerdy won’t be able to get
away with it!”
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The Mercedes–Benz slowly began to drive at a more stable speed.
Corinne sat in the car, rested for a moment, and felt much more relieved. Her stomach was not as
ufortable as before, so she stretched out her hand and said, “Give me the phone, Mister!”
Jeremy had a sullen expression as he took out his cell phone to hand it over. Corinne was just about to
take it from him when Jeremy raised his hand all of a sudden to prevent her from reaching it. He then
asked coldly, “Before I give it to you, I want to know why you told me to go without you.”
Corinne frowned. “Because… Because I’m worried those people might take pictures of you!”
Jeremy’s eyes were sullen. She did not regard him as someone close to her, and she even seemed to
look down on him.
Corinne could easily tell he was unhappy, so after some thought, an idea popped up in her mind as she
said, “Didn’t you mention before that you can’t let outsiders find out your weakness due to your unique
status? I’m worried that those people might take pictures of us and decide to kidnap us one day. I’m
thinking about my future, you know!”
Jeremy froze slightly. The gloom in his eyes dissipated to give way to some warmth. Her roundabout
way of coaxing him seeded, and she seemed aware that she was his weakness. He snorted coldly
and patted her on the head. “At least you know how to protect yourself.”
Corinne pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, and demanded, “Give me the phone.”
The man ceded to her request.
Corinne took the phone and immediately checked the day’s news. Nothing unusual turned up in the
trending searches, and simr topics have been suppressed too, so it was likely that Jeremy intervened
and ordered someone to remove everything. However, the video was already circted, and it would
be difficult to prevent them from spreading it via private chats. She estimated that arge chunk of
people who had ess to the Inte would have seen the video.
She then tried finding out where the news originated.
As it turned out, it was the influencer Xena who made a post distorting the facts andining about
what happened that day, saying that she had been cheated of more than 150,000 dors, forcing her to
have to sell her house and her car. She even said that her mother had fallen sick because of that
incident, and she felt as if life was hopeless.
Spreading rumors was easy, but refuting those rumors was an uphill task. The video had been
shortened to highlight certain moments, and social media users took on a surprisingly unanimous
stance in believing Xena’s nonsense.
Thement section was filled with people cursing her to a terrible death for being a scammer.
Corinne was unsure if someone had put some voodoo spell on her, but her stomach began to hurt
again, and she winced as she instinctively covered her stomach.
Jeremy was sharp enough to sense that something was wrong, and he narrowed his eyes while asking
in a deep voice,”What’s wrong?”
Corinne shook her head slightly. “Nothing. My stomach just feels a little ufortable.”
“Who told you to run around earlier? Come closer,” the man said in a soft and slightly angry tone. He
then stretched out his hand, carried her, and ced her down on hisp. Then, the man covered her
abdomen with his warm palms and rubbed her stomach gently.
Although his warm palm was effective in soothing her pain, she still felt awkward as she said, “Don’t do
this, Mister…”
The man raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong? Where else haven’t I touched you?”
Corinne blushed with embarrassment, turned her head to look at Tommy in the driver’s seat, and
red back at Jeremy. Mister! Don’t you have any sense of shame?”