My guess was soon confirmed.
Linda came a few minutes after I got to the studio. She rushed in and looked at me and said angrily, “what did Ming say to you yesterday?”
“What’s the matter?” I looked at her.
Linda put her bag down and sat on the chair and said, “did you see the gossip on the Internet? My husband told me Ming did it. He wants to distract others. He’s been planning for a few days and he’s been contacting a lot of people and it is exposed all of a sudden today!”
I was stunned.
I guessed it just now, but when Linda told me, I still couldn’t accept it.
No wonder Ming said yesterday that we wouldn’t meet again. He said sorry to me.
He knew he would do it.
He also knew that I would not forgive him.
He wanted to ruin my reputation. Although I wouldn’t lose a lot, my mother Margaret would be noticed by everyone.
This was what I didn’t want to see!
I didn’t believe that only gossip about me could save him!
I sat in my chair and looked at Linda, “my father is Nelson.”
I didn’t want to believe it at this time.
York was big. Why did my biological father have to be him?
If it was true, Cindy and I were sisters.
Now everyone knew it. If Sean and I were the focus, we might actually be involved.
And Lester.
Ming was insidious.
The subsequent impact was incalculable.
Linda shook her head. “I don’t know, but I heard Ming prepared a lot of materials. In order to attract people’s attention, the media will expose them in the next few days.”
He had other materials?
I was really flustered.
How many things did Ming hide?
I picked up my phone and called Ming.
He answered the phone at once.
Soon Ming said softly, “Becky, what’s the matter?”
His tone made me more angry. “You gave the media all those gossip about me and my mother, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
He did not deny it.
But his voice was cold. It seemed that these things had nothing to do with him.
I was furious. “Why?”
“If you don’t leave me, I will keep the secret. After all, you are not interested in your father. But you left me. I have no reason to keep this secret for you.”
Ming’s voice was evil.
I didn’t see him, but I could still feel that he was strange and horrible.
Or I didn’t know him at all.
I clenched my phone and bit my lips with my teeth. Finally I asked him, “so everything you’ve done before is lying to me, right?”
“You can understand it yourself.” Ming didn’t seem to care.
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