From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Chapter 394: Video Leaked

The red envelopes drew out many of the group members who usually just lurked.

After grabbing the red envelopes and thanking the sender, they all started welcoming Chloe Sinclair.

[Holy crap, the legend is in the group!]

[The legend finally joined the group! @Chloe Sinclair, when can we schedule another meetup?]

[Whoa, I can’t believe Chloe actually joined. I thought you were super aloof, hahaha.]

[Thanks for the red envelopes, and welcome, Legend!]

Seeing everyone’s welcoming messages, Chloe Sinclair thought for a moment and sent out a few red envelopes of her own.

The amounts weren’t huge, but they weren’t small either.

After a moment’s thought, she decided to make a request in the group.

Chloe Sinclair: [Thanks, everyone. Also, about the videos you all took today, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t post them online. Just keeping them on your phones to watch for yourselves is fine, okay?]

It wasn’t that big of a deal if the video went online, but she was afraid a few of her teachers would see it and have a heart attack.

If that happened, she could probably forget about doing any more extreme sports.

Since the request came from the person herself, everyone found it understandable, even if it was a shame.

After all, Chloe Sinclair’s status was completely different now; it was only natural for her to be more cautious.

So, everyone promised not to post it online, though one person did upload a copy of the video to the group chat.

This was for the many people who hadn’t managed to get their phones out to film in time.

Or for those whose phones had fallen to the ground in their excitement.

When Chloe Sinclair saw her video posted in the group, she didn’t mind, only reminding them again not to upload it to the internet.

However, to her surprise, the moment she got back to the villa, her message notifications started going off nonstop.

Before she could even open the app, Chloe Sinclair saw notifications flooding her home screen, updating every second.

She had just joined the group and hadn’t had a chance to mute the notifications yet.

As a result, her phone was dinging constantly.

Chloe Sinclair frowned. Just as she was about to mute the notifications, she saw that someone had @-mentioned her.

[@Chloe Sinclair, Legend, this is bad! I don’t know which dumbass posted the video from earlier online!]

Chloe Sinclair: "..."

’As expected of a novelist,’ she thought. ’Such a wild imagination.’

How did she know?

Eight had told her, of course.

The moment it happened, Eight had directly identified the culprit for her.

Chloe Sinclair: [Don’t worry about the video. I’ll have someone take it down.]

[As for the person who posted it without permission, I’ll send you the proof in a bit. Then you’ll know who it was.]

As she typed, she forwarded the data Eight had sent her to Summer Beckett’s phone.

Summer Beckett hadn’t expected Chloe Sinclair to be so fast. She stared, stunned for a moment, when the data file arrived.

She tapped it open, and her veins bulged with fury.

[Chloe, is this proof conclusive? If it is, should we report them to the police? It might not be a crime, but they’ll at least get a stern talking-to, right?]