Violette almost fainted when she saw the trending topic this morning!
Not because people were gossiping about her private life. But those unscrupulous self-media accounts actually posted photos of her two kids.
Even though they were sneaky shots, not full-face ones, there wasn't much difference from full-face photos. One could clearly see the kids' facial features. They even exposed the kindergarten the kids were attending.
Dragging her weary body, Violette left her room. She knocked on Mike's door and walked in.
"Mike, wake up!" She lifted Mike's blanket.
Thankfully, Mike was wearing his underwear. Otherwise, she would definitely regret her impulsiveness.
"What's up?" Mike, still groggy, looked up at her, "Violette... is it morning already?"
"It is! The kids will be waking up soon." Violette showed him the news on the trending topic, "Can you help me get the pictures of Ian and Rita taken down? I don't know how to contact Twitter's official support... These accounts have gone too far!"
Mike glanced at the kids' pictures in the news and immediately got up.
"Don't worry. Leave this to me." He put on his T-shirt, got off the bed, walked to his computer desk and switched on his computer, "Seems like someone's out to get you."
"Yeah. Can you find out who's trying to expose my kids?" Violette asked.
"Certainly, it's possible. You can definitely find information by following the trail of this account, but it might take some time." Mike spoke faster, "Give me some time."
"Okay, I'll go get breakfast."
Mike looked at her, "Don't go out. Just order delivery. What if you faint outside?"
Violette hesitated, then nodded: "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm not hungry yet... But a cup of hot milk would be nice..."
"We have milk at home. I'll go heat it up." She walked towards the kitchen.
After Mike completely deleted and hid the pictures of Rita and Ian online, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took a screenshot of his morning work, sent it to Joey, and proudly said: Pretty quick, huh?
Joey: I knew it was you.
Mike: You have no idea how anxious Violette was this morning. At critical moments, it's still up to me. Your unreliable president is useless.
Joey: Praise yourself all you want, but can you not belittle my president? Considering you solved my problem today, I don't want to argue with you.
Mike: Well... I'm thinking about getting a nanny for Violette. Otherwise, when I go to work in the future, I'll worry about her being at home alone.
Joey: Indeed, should I help you guys look for one?
Mike: That'd be great!
Joey then called Elijah.
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