If it weren't for their current frail state, they might have ended up covered entirely in jewelry instead of just a pendant or two.
Mila was genuinely frightened.
After listening to countless lectures and fervently promising to behave and not wander off alone again, she finally managed to persuade her great-aunt to go home and rest.
Once her great-aunt left, Mila turned to the two people who had just 'coincidentally' returned. "Which one of you told her?"
Miranda immediately denied it, "It wasn't me!"
Eugene quickly shook his head, "Definitely not me!"
Both of them had firsthand experience with her great-aunt's temper. Neither of them was foolish enough to provoke her wrath or invite a scolding.
So who was the culprit?
......
A sleek black Phantom glided down the road.
Inside, Lysander suddenly sneezed, pressing a finger against his slightly reddened nose before speaking slowly, his voice carrying a hint of lazy hoarseness. "Continue."
Leonard, who was driving, glanced at the lethargic man in the backseat through the rearview mirror and casually adjusted the car's air conditioning to a warmer setting before resuming their conversation.
"The online rumors are still spreading. Should we manage the public relations and have it taken down?"
Lysander didn't answer directly but instead posed another question. "Has Mila come to ask you about it?"
Leonard shook his head, "No, she hasn't."
Lysander smirked coldly, "She's certainly keeping her cool."
Leonard thought for a moment before adding, "The legal team hired by Mrs. Johnson is investigating the matter. It seems she's planning to use it as evidence in court."
Lysander fell silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. "She really is determined to take this to court."
After a lengthy silence, Lysander's slightly hoarse voice broke through. "Ignore her. Take down all the trending topics related to this online."
"Understood."
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