Noticing my confusion, she retrieved her phone and opened up the headlines of Ucrebury's local news.
I carefully read through the news headlines and saw that the rumors had already begun ever since Sawyer took me out for dinner with his Maybach. The comments made were not pleasant at all; I was basically described as a filthy prostitute.
After reading through the posts, I could feel my head aching again. No wonder those managers gave me their weird looks...
Did that mean that Hendrix had changed the villa's lock because of this as well?
Recalling Sawyer answering the phone on my behalf, I could feel my frustration rising.
Why did everything have to happen in one shot?
My mobile phone buzzed, and Kelsey immediately left me to my own privacy.
I glanced at my phone and saw that it was Sawyer. I answered the call and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Did you see the headline?" He spoke casually.
I replied in a bad mood, "I've seen it!"
"Tomorrow is my mom's birthday, do you want to come together?" He said nonchalantly as if the headlines were no big deal at all.
I pinched the area between my eyebrows and said, "I don't have time. You need to find a way to explain
the headline."
Other than Hendrix, I don't know who else I could turn to.
The headlines had definitely stood in the way.
After a moment of silence, Sawyer said, "I'll take care of it."
"Yes!" I said. "Don't create any more trouble!"
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