Ophelia Wilson was holding her phone, half asleep and got woken up. After listening, she asked, surprised, "Jas, what are you saying?"
"Haven’t you seen online? So... rumors about you." Jas Reed spoke quite tactfully, but as a celebrity, Ophelia Wilson was very sensitive to such things and imdiately realized it wasn’t sothing good.
She was just about to ask further when she heard Ethan Seymour’s loud roar on the other end of the phone: "What rumor? It’s so clear in the pictures, how can it be a rumor! She’s just a..."
The phone seed to be covered by Jas Reed, and Ophelia Wilson couldn’t hear Ethan Seymour’s voice clearly. Her heart suddenly rose with a sense of foreboding that made her blood freeze.
However, even so, Ophelia Wilson remained quite composed, trying to keep her voice calm, and said with a light laugh, "Jas, there are often rumors online. I’ll go take a look at what’s going on."
"Okay, no rush." Jas Reed responded, and after speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ophelia Wilson hurriedly opened her computer, and after searching her na, she felt as if she’d been hit by a club, her vision went black, and she almost fainted.
What’s going on?
What’s happening?
Why would soone take pictures of her entering a hotel?
Ophelia Wilson quickly dialed Albert Fletcher’s number, and it rang several tis, but no one answered.
"Answer the phone, answer the phone!" Ophelia called Albert Fletcher several tis, but it kept ringing until it automatically hung up.
She had no choice but to call the company.
"Ophelia, what’s going on online?" Ophelia didn’t expect that as soon as the call connected, before she could speak, there was a questioning on the other end.
"I don’t know either." After the initial panic, Ophelia had regained her composure and angrily said, "This is too much. I did go to that hotel at the ti, but I didn’t go to find that director."
Ophelia had already seen all the online revelations, showing only pictures of her entering and leaving the hotel.
As for the photos of the director’s room... they were blurry, and it was a stretch to say it was her.
As long as there’s no evidence, she could deny it.
"Is that so?" The people from the company still seed sowhat doubtful.
Initially, Ophelia wasn’t even supposed to secure that endorsent. Later, the director actively offered for Ophelia to be the spokesperson, and while they were excited at first, now that this has co out, they can’t help but be suspicious.
"Of course!" Ophelia was furious, "Do I really need to go that far for an endorsent? It’s not like I need the money!"
Ophelia spoke with confidence, and the company people thought about it and felt she made a good point.
Ophelia was supposed to marry into the Seymour Family, so there was no need for her to ruin herself.
"Have you reached Albert Fletcher?" the company people asked.
"No, I’ve called Brother Fletcher several tis, but he hasn’t answered. I don’t know what’s going on." Ophelia said angrily.
"Oh, he... wait a minute..." the company side said sothing unknown, and soon responded to Ophelia, "Brother Fletcher is calling, he will call you right away."
"Okay." After Ophelia hung up, Albert Fletcher’s call ca in imdiately, "Ophelia, sorry, I had sothing on silent earlier. I saw what’s online, so it’s really just rumors, right?"
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