Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 48

Charles' POV:

"Charles, we received some photos of Scarlett. A paparazzo gave us these pictures and asked us to post them on the front page of today's newspaper," one of my contacts from one of the media outlets called with the news. I was having lunch with my friends when I received the call.

I had told them before that anything related to Scarlett must have my approval first before being released.

"From which TV station is the paparazzo? Withhold the photos for the time being," I ordered. I could not help but frown when I received the news. This had happened before.

"It's not a paparazzo from any TV station. The pictures must've been taken privately. This happens all the time, but it's rare for the paparazzi to target a news anchor like this, especially when she isn't that famous yet. By the way, should I send the photos to you now?"

"Okay. Send the photos to Abby Restaurant now." I hung up the phone and returned to the table. All of a sudden, Spencer leaned over and smiled mockingly at me.

"Why do you look so worried? Is your dear Rita not feeling well again? Did she ask you to go to her now?" he teased.

David, who was cutting steak, also raised his head.

"You should also care about Scarlett when you have time. She's been our friend since we were little," he said with a hint of hesitation in his voice. He seldom meddled in other people's business. Today was an exception.

"Charles, instead of caring about Scarlett, you should divorce her as soon as possible. Set her free. She's young and beautiful. For sure, she'll find an excellent man for her," Spencer advised while looking at me with an inexplicable look on his face.

I massaged my forehead with my thumb and index finger in annoyance. "Since when did you become so nosy? I'll deal with this matter by myself as soon as possible."

David looked at me in bewilderment. "Charles, you never delay anything. It's not your style,"

"David, tell me, why are you in such a hurry to see me get a divorce? Don't tell me you also like Scarlett," I grumbled.

I knew he only regarded Scarlett as a sister. It was just that I was unhappy that he was siding with her.

David did not answer my question and just rolled his eyes at me.

The man I had contacted from the media a while ago arrived soon. Without further ado, he took out the photos from his bag and put them on the table.

In the photos, Scarlett was having breakfast with Abner. These photos did not mean anything, but they would affect her reputation, especially if such a thing happened repeatedly.

I took the photos and looked at them carefully.

"Do you remember the person who sent these?" Someone must have taken these photos for the sole purpose of ruining Scarlett's reputation. They did not even take a clear picture of her face in fear of being discovered.

"They said that the man who gave these photos was in a black suit and sunglasses. He said that someone had asked him to release the photos anonymously. I think this man knows that anything related to Scarlett must have your approval, so he doesn't want to risk giving himself away," the man from the media thoughtfully said.

I nodded and gestured for him to leave.

Once the man was gone, David pointed at the photos and inferred, "Scarlett isn't that famous. I doubt any paparazzi would follow such a gossip that doesn't gain that much attention. Scarlett must've offended someone."

"I bet it's Rita," I nonchalantly said while stirring my coffee.

"Why do you think so?" David and Spencer asked almost at the same time.

"Rita and Scarlett were at odds before." I knew Rita could order her bodyguard to help her. They had an affair, after all. But for some reason, I was neither jealous nor sad when I found out about them.

All of a sudden, Spencer stood up and slammed the table. "What does Rita want to do to Scarlett? When she hooked up with those old men, I've warned you that she wasn't a good woman. Aren't you going to do something this time? If you're going to cover up for her again, I'll go to that whore and settle accounts with her myself." I ignored Spencer and instead asked him and David an intriguing question. "If your fiancee slept with someone else, would you still marry her?"