The Billionaire's Maid Bride novel Chapter 622

Robbie's heart was a cocktail of excitement and guilt as he settled into the plush comfort of his new hideaway, which was leagues beyond the confining walls of the Blue Club. But the sting of leaving without so much as a thank you to Hughes, who had been wounded trying to save him, left a bitter taste in his mouth. Still, he tried to shake it off—staying alive was the priority.

Abbey retreated to the sanctuary of her bedroom and shot off a text to Steven, "Steven, we've made it to Cloud Tower Apartments."

Meanwhile...

Steven leaned over with a grin, nudging the guy beside him, "Konnor, they've arrived."

Konnor, his fingers running over a set of rosewood prayer beads, murmured with a rasp in his voice, eyes still shut, "Call Pete. Tell him to bring the deed and trade it for the people."

...

The morning's trending topics were under the watchful eye of a professional team.

Charlie observed the public opinion swinging in favor of Penelope, a twist she hadn't anticipated. Ever since Penelope smartly clapped back at the trolls trying to slander Allison, the tides had turned heavily against her.

Penelope was nearly suffocating under the weight of the backlash.

Even after she and Allison went public with their friendship, the majority of netizens remained skeptical.

Allison, embroiled in a 'photo scandal', had her team issue a statement, suing the original small-time account and several vitriolic netizens. The lawyer's notice had started to shift the narrative. Plus, with a professional PR team on her side, Allison maintained her silence, firmly denying the allegations.

In these situations, a denial could be a lifeline.

Leah wasn't big on Twitter, but after today's events, she'd surely be keeping an ear to the ground.

"This is a golden opportunity to clear your name. Allison's trending, and riding that wave could boost your own profile. Plus, it's a chance to dispel the rumors of bad blood between you. Remember, the public won't easily sympathize with a debutante like you. Your best bet is to play up the sisterly love angle, and Allison is handing it to you on a silver platter. Current sentiment is in your favor—some users are even apologizing for misjudging you."

Penelope clenched her jaws, "Got it. I'll post right away."

She had been dragged through the mud by the public before; now that redemption was within reach, she wasn't about to let it slip by.

She whipped out her phone, opened Twitter, and found the message Analia had prepared. With a glance, she copied and pasted it onto her feed and hit send.

"Allie, no need for formalities between us. We're friends, after all. I know you've been swamped since joining the set, and with your aunt being ill, it's only right that I look after her. Focus on your filming, hun. I'll take good care of her."