Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 19

Scarlett's POV:

Mr. Walker's middle-aged driver got off the car and walked up to me.

"Good day, Miss Riley. May I have a moment?"

"Hi. Sure," I replied politely.

"Are you free at lunchtime? My boss is wondering if he could buy you lunch today?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I have an appointment at that time," I directly refused and chanced a glance at the luxury car behind him.

"What a pity." He did not insist. "Well, maybe next time then. Have a great day, Miss Riley."

Then, he turned around and got back in the car.

I stood at the gate of the TV station and watched as Mr. Walker's car sped away. I did not leave my spot until the car disappeared from my view. I took a few deep breaths before heading inside the station.

I thought the invitations would stop after I refused that man twice.

But it was just the beginning of a roller coaster ride of dramas. I found out that it had started rolling when I ran into one of the studio assistants in the bathroom in the afternoon. She showed me some photos and news articles on her phone.

"Scarlett, look! Someone took a photo of you standing next to a luxury car and talking to a man this morning. There are many comments that said..."

The assistant did not finish her sentence. The comments must be bad.

I took her phone and checked the news. The headline jumped right at my face.

"Rookie TV host gets dropped off to work by rich mystery man," the article's title read. I could not help shaking my head.

Right below the headline, there was a photo of me and Mr. Walker's driver right by Mr. Walker's luxury car.

The angle of the camera only captured my profile while the face of the driver was fully shown. We were smiling at each other, but it was only because we were having a polite conversation.

I looked closer at the photo and found that Mr. Walker's outline through the window was highlighted. Reading the article, I discovered that the writer had pointed out that the man I was talking to was the driver of the man inside the car, allegedly my rich mystery man.

The article was released by a well-known news site. The netizens would definitely believe it. I scrolled through some of the comments. Most of them were about me being a shameless seductress.

"How do I get rid of this?" I was a public figure now, and stupid gossip like this could tarnish my image and ruin the reputation of the TV station I worked for. That was the last thing I wanted.

The assistant looked embarrassed. "If you delete this news, won't you look guilty?" "So I'm just supposed to leave it?" "Well, people will forget about this soon enough. Thousands of things are happening all at once, and social media is always updated with new stuff."

"I suppose you're right. Thanks for telling me about this."

The assistant left the bathroom after that. I stared at myself in the mirror and considered my next move. I could not believe I was already extremely stressed out. But what the assistant said made sense. I would be old news by tomorrow. There was no point worrying about that presumptuous article, so I took many steadying breaths and went back to work.