"What's going on?" Franklin questioned Jason.
Jason said with a pale face, "I don't know. It was just put on. I've already told the network administrator to turn off the video immediately. But it spreads too fast in the network, and many people have already forwarded and downloaded it. It's impossible to ban it completely."
"As much as you can, as for the rest... just leave them at the moment. But immediately find out where it came from and who posted it online." Franklin said coldly.
The person dared to secretly take this kind of video and post them online without permission. He definitely wanted to fight with the Brent Family. There was no other guess.
"Yes, I'll check the IP address right away." Jason nodded.
After Jason left, Franklin's eyes darkened again. He thought of Emily. Emily recorded the video three days ago, but he deleted it at that time. Could Emily's phone have a recovery function?
Thinking of this, Franklin immediately stood up and called another driver and asked him to prepare the car. When he went downstairs, he immediately asked the driver to take him home.
Emily was still sleeping at home at this time. Franklin hurried into the bedroom. Without calling her, he picked up her phone and looked through it.
Franklin didn't know this kind of electronic product very well, but men were naturally very sensitive to it. Besides, Franklin was smart enough to unlock Emily's phone in a few seconds.
There was no possibility of recovering the deleted video. Even if it could, he didn't find out how it worked, let alone Emily.
"Why are you back?" Emily rubbed her eyes and looked at him in surprise.
Franklin looked up at her with deep eyes and asked in a low voice after a while, "Did you know something happened this morning?"
Emily gave an innocent look and blinked, "I've been sleeping since you left. I don't know. What happened? Is there something wrong with your company?"
"It's a video that suddenly appeared on the Internet," Franklin said.
"Video? What video?" Emily was still confused.
Franklin stood up, threw her phone aside, and said, "It seems that you really don't know. It's a video of my mother and that man getting intimate. I don't know who posted it online. I know that I deleted the video you had recorded on your phone. Coincidentally, that person recorded it at the birthday party that day too. It seems that when you recorded it, someone else was secretly recording it. I wonder if you saw that person."
Emily snorted, looking innocent and angry, "So you suspect me now? I know it, and you don't have to argue. You must suspect me. You think I restored the video, or else you wouldn't check my phone. What's going on now? Did you find anything? If there's nothing, I advise you to put in some effort to investigate others, and maybe you can find out the truth sooner."
"I doubt you indeed." Franklin did not deny it. "But I won't be angry even it's you. I just want to know if it's you now. If it is, I don't have to spend any more time investigating this thing."
"Not me, of course not me." Emily said angrily, "Who knows how many people your mother has offended and how many people want to see her scandal? I admit that I really wanted to publish those videos and ruined her reputation. But you deleted them that day. Even I wanted to post them, I couldn't. It seems that God has eyes, and someone did what I wanted to do for me. It's really karma."
"Then that day..."
"Of course, I didn't see anyone. I was secretly filming there. Do you think there would be another person secretly filming with me? It's not a good thing to film. Maybe someone had guessed that your mother was a profligate woman, so they put a surveillance camera in advance, and that's why the video came into being." Emily snorted coldly.
Franklin sighed when he saw how powerful her words were, and didn't continue asking.
She wouldn't admit it now, and no matter how much he asked, she must not admit it.
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