He went upstairs back to the bedroom. Anton Miller grabbed a bottle of Lafite from ’82, sat down by the window, and opened the web page on his tablet. Negative news had been erging throughout the afternoon, and the negative comnts were increasing...
Likes and retweets were skyrocketing.
As a practitioner of computer grid security, he once used this skill to win the world tour championship.
Anton Miller could already tell from experience that soone was deliberately ssing with him!
Soone wanted to ruin his reputation and make him notorious.
All sorts of things were dug up and posted online.
The titles were all like this—
[Anton Miller is arrogant, doesn’t realize he’s trash, too cocky!]
[Predict Anton Miller won’t stay popular for long, waiting for him to fall from grace!]
[Anton Miller has dated 187 girlfriends, his private life is very indiscreet...]
[Over a dozen won have had abortions for him, and he wasn’t even willing to pay.]
Despite fans trying hard to defend him, these posts were eye-catching in themselves, plus the trolls were strong.
Anton Miller browsed through them all. He drank his wine, not angry.
He was just alone, he didn’t care about his reputation.
As long as he enjoyed his life, but which bastard was so bored to do this?
Was it Justin Kingston?
Doing such a thing didn’t quite fit Justin Kingston’s profile.
Justin Kingston wasn’t that bored.
So Anton Miller ruled out Justin Kingston, the top suspect.
Then, who else could it be?
He took another sip of wine, continued refreshing the webpage, and the likes on negative comnts were increasing by about a hundred thousand every second, definitely software manipulation.
So, carrying a curiosity, he began using his professional skills to investigate the mastermind behind it!
Co out and face if you dare!
Playing dirty, what’s the point?
Anton Miller was a hacking expert. He took just ten minutes, confidently striking the enter key!
Amidst a pitch-black screen, in the ssy codes, suddenly three words popped up—Elias Colton.
Elias Colton?
Anton Miller had no impression of this na.
So, he started searching for this person online.
It took only three minutes for him to understand the person fairly well.
A once formidable A-list male celebrity in the entertainnt industry, known as the heartthrob for young ladies.
Portrayed as an overbearing figure, his gaze was arrogant, looking down a bit on everything.
In many online photos, he would wear his denim jacket tightly, without zipping it, exposing his tan abs.
He had nurous past offenses, once ended up in jail for fighting.
Two years ago during a cliff scene, a machine malfunction caused him to break his leg, and afterwards he retired.
What?
He’s still paying attention to entertainnt circle matters?
Anton Miller smiled, this guy was clearly jealous!
He’s now so hot, leaving Elias Colton far behind during his pri!
What’s this guy trying to do?
Does he want to make a coback?
Anton Miller also discovered that fans used to call Elias Colton "Anton".
Now, they’re calling him, Anton Miller, "Anton".
Perhaps this was also the reason why Elias felt quite unhappy?
But Anton Miller didn’t care to argue with him, he put down the tablet and took a sip of wine.
Clearwater Bay.
Dinner was over, atmosphere was harmonious.
Kristina Kingston was especially happy to see her son eat a full bowl of rice; his stomach was healed!
Health is better than anything.
"Justin, why don’t we stay over tonight?" In the bright lit living room, Mia Lane looked at the man beside her and suggested.
Before Justin Kingston could answer, Kristina Kingston blurted out, "No way."
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