"Miss Lynch, were you abused or subjected to harsh interrogation inside just now?"
"Miss Lynch, it’s better to let it go, please don’t think of committing suicide over this incident."
So reporters, always eager for a scandal, started misleading Wendy Lynch.
Wendy Lynch, her face pale, looked at the reporters and lifted her head, appearing deeply affected, "Please don’t ask anymore, don’t bring it up again. I will pretend this never happened. I hope everyone stops blaming my cousin, and won’t keep fixating on this matter. I, Wendy Lynch, will leave the country soon, hoping this issue doesn’t escalate further."
"Miss Lynch, have you considered that the Quinn Family might not appreciate your concern? Jared hasn’t even admitted to having touched you."
"Miss Lynch, can’t you think about yourself for once? Even though the hotel surveillance footage has been released, many still suspect you of seducing Jared."
"Ah, stop it, stop it," Wendy Lynch yelled, retreating.
"Wendy, Wendy, my good daughter," Mrs. Lynch squeezed through the crowd, embraced her daughter tightly, and helped her up from the ground with heartache. "Mom won’t let you be wronged for nothing. Even if they are relatives, even if the Quinn Family is powerful, it doesn’t matter. Claims that we seduced the Quinn Family are complete fabrications. Daughter, don’t be afraid. We will go to the hospital right now for evidence to see if he actually touched you in the hotel."
"No, no, mom, I won’t go, I won’t go," Wendy Lynch cried out, her face pale.
"Mrs. Lynch, are you taking Miss Lynch to get evidence now? May we accompany you? If Miss Lynch is truly wronged, we will report it first thing so everyone knows."
"Fine, you co with us," Mrs. Lynch pushed Wendy Lynch into the car, and they headed to the nearest hospital.
An hour later, with Mrs. Lynch’s support, Wendy Lynch erged with a doctor who had examined her, and the results were handed over to those waiting outside the hospital.
"This is Miss Lynch’s examination report. The results show that her hyn is completely ruptured, and she has severe vaginal injuries and tears."
The reporters quickly pressed the shutters of their caras, capturing the examination report.
"Mom, just let die, let die," Wendy Lynch with a pale face tried to run into the wall, "I don’t want to live anymore, I can’t go on living. Jared is my cousin, how can I face anyone in the future?"
"No, no, Wendy, please, don’t think that way, you can’t. Don’t worry; mom is here. Jared, he is not your cousin," Mrs. Lynch pulled Wendy Lynch tightly.
"Mrs. Lynch, what do you an by your last statent?" Soone caught Mrs. Lynch’s words.
"Please, everyone, step aside, give us so space. This is a private family matter, please allow us to handle it at ho."
...
The woman on the television, her hair disheveled, looked terrified and extrely distressed after evidently being deeply affected, constantly avoiding the cara, and the evidence she presented deeply hurt those watching.
"She doesn’t seem to be lying," Caleb paused the final fra, "If she is, then her acting deserves a perfect score."
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