"I will find out the truth and show you," Jared Quinn released her and dialed Leon Rivers’ number. "Get the surveillance footage from the hotel today, and interrogate Wendy Lynch for . Did she set this up?"
"No, Brother Jared, I just looked in the monitoring room and found that those reporters sohow got a hold of the hotel’s surveillance footage and uploaded it online. The entire internet is spreading it wildly. I’ve tried several tis to suppress the headlines, but the public reaction is so strong, even Entertainnt Weekly’s voice is too loud to silence."
Jared Quinn imdiately hung up and opened his phone; there was nothing but today’s hotel incident all over the place. All the news was marked with harsh words suggesting that a cousin assaulted his cousin.
A video, about half an hour long, was getting incredible views. It started with Jared Quinn appearing in the hallway, with Wendy Lynch walking towards him from the opposite side. She saw him and softly called him "cousin" as a greeting, but he, as if losing control, dragged Wendy Lynch directly into another hotel room. This whole sequence lasted just a minute.
What followed was the sound of Wendy Lynch continuously screaming.
It persisted until all the reporters rushed upstairs, which was when it stopped.
The more Jared Quinn watched, the more somber his expression beca. When he raised his head again, he saw lody Thorne covering her ears with both hands. The phone had flown from his hand and smashed to pieces on the floor.
"I absolutely did not touch her, and I never would!" Jared Quinn firmly stared at lody Thorne. "lody, anyone else can disbelieve , but you must believe ."
He could disregard anyone else’s opinion, but lody Thorne must not doubt him.
lody Thorne looked up and saw the determination in Jared Quinn’s eyes, which felt like the most reassuring support for her,
Her heart was soothed at that mont.
"Jared Quinn, you must find and show the evidence," lody Thorne wrapped her arms around Jared Quinn’s solid waist, resting her head on his chest, her voice tinged with tears.
Jared Quinn could only ever be hers!
"I will find the evidence."
"What about that woman?" Caleb turned his back and spoke.
Jared Quinn’s phone rang again; it was Leon Rivers calling. "Brother Jared, that woman couldn’t withstand the interrogation and fainted several tis, but she only claims that you set her up and slept with her. Now, both the public and reporters are demanding we release her. What should we do?"
"Continue..." Interrogate.
Before Jared Quinn could finish his words, lody Thorne quickly took his phone, "Release her."
"Sister-in-law?"
"Release her," lody Thorne repeated.
"Alright then."
Leon Rivers hung up the phone and savagely kicked the woman lying on the ground, "You can leave now."
Wendy Lynch didn’t have any obvious injuries, but there were plenty of thods here that made living worse than dying. She passed out three tis but stuck to the sa statent, making it hard for anyone to doubt her.
But she knew she had endured.
As she walked out the door, all the reporters sward over.
"Miss Lynch, do you have anything you’d like to say about today’s incident? Has it caused you indelible harm? What do you plan to do next, especially since you and Mr. Quinn are related by blood?"
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