“Ms. Quigley, last night, after your failed attempt to seduce Ryler Cooper, you went on to hook up with the cousin of a director, Mr. Mackenzie. Is this true?”
“Ms. Quigley, last night, what benefits were you promised after spending the night with Mr. Mackenzie’s cousin?”
“Ms. Quigley, did you obtain the opportunity for the movie adaptation of The World via similar means with the investors?”
“Ms. Quigley… “
At that instance, the first thing that came into Clarissa’s mind was to cover her face. For her to be forced onto the floor like that was humiliating. On top of that, the people there were mercilessly firing shots at her, saying all sorts of slander and satire.
In that situation, Clarissa’s mind went totally blank.
“What are you people doing? Get away! Move!”
Someone came to help. It was Jamie, and not Ryler.
She brought her driver and assistant, as well as several hotel staff, chasing the crowd out of the room.
After the room was cleared, silence ensued. Clarissa was still in shock. Her hair and clothes were in a mess. Bruises could be seen forming on her delicate face as Jamie helped her up and sat her on the bed.
Clarissa sat there, speechless for quite a while.
Seeing her situation made Jamie furious. All that had happened was definitely deliberate. Why else would a paparazzi ever follow a screenwriter that is so low profile? I swear, if this had nothing to do with Shermaine, I’d cut my head off and use it as a football.
“Ms. Quigley, it’s alright now. Everything’s okay. Don’t be scared,” Jamie said as she gave Clarissa a hug and patted softly on her back to comfort her.
Right then, Clarissa came to her senses again. She started shivering in Jamie’s embrace. Even though there was no sound, Jamie could feel her shoulder getting wet with tears.
She let out an internal sigh.
“Ms. Quigley, just let it out. I’d cry too if something like this happened to me. It’s okay, so just cry your heart out and pick yourself up afterward. There are still a lot of questions for this incident that need answers, you can’t give up so easily.”
Hearing what Jamie said, Clarissa immediately raised her head. “Those reporters… “
“Don’t worry. Mr. Cooper said he’ll handle them. He actually wanted to come, but he just didn’t have the time. So he asked me to check on you because he’s really worried.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Ryler should not be involved with scandals at the moment and Toby never actually liked Clarissa anyway. Even though he never said anything, it was clear that Toby’s attitude towards her was average at best.
Hence, Clarissa knew better and rarely contacted Ryler.
Even them meeting at the film studio was an unexpected occasion.
Why did those people say I attempted to seduce Ryler?
“What happened? Why did they suddenly all wind up here looking for me?”
Jamie started fuming as she began to explain.
“Someone posted the photo of you and Mr. Cooper on Twitter this morning. It was when you two were waiting at the door of the restaurant. The angle was especially deceptive and they wrote that you tried to seduce Mr. Cooper but was ignored. Then, you got in some director’s cousin’s car and they found out that this cousin had been going around sleeping with many women using the name of the director. Some people even came out and said they saw you abuse your position to get close to Mr. Cooper and disrespect Shermaine… “
And with that, Clarissa was finally able to grasp a general idea of the situation, feeling weak as she lowered her pale cold face.
“Ms. Quigley, this is definitely the work of Shermaine. That witch is getting back at you for protecting me yesterday. I’m so sorry.”
“This doesn’t concern you, Jamie,” Clarissa said calmly. “Even if you weren’t there, I was already targeted prior to yesterday’s incident. She’d eventually do this anyway.”
“Ms. Quigley, weren’t you leaving today? Why not you just get out of here for now?”
Clarissa shook her head. “It’s already too late. If I go out now, I’d most probably just get surrounded again.”
Then, while she was still trying to figure out a solution, the phone in the room rang once again. Clarissa picked it up to hear a cold voice from the other end.
“Why can’t your phone be reached?”
Unknowingly, hearing that voice made Clarissa unable to hide her feelings. Tears started welling up again as she wanted to cry.
“I lost it.”
“What happened? Are you in trouble?”
“You… you know?”
Her voice was crackling. Clarissa was trying her best to hold in her tears as she did not want to show signs of weakness to the man on the phone, but she could not control herself for wanting someone to depend on.
Anyone would feel the same if the same thing happened to them.
Hence, Clarissa quickly explained to him, “Those people are slandering me. I was just having dinner with Ryler and another artist from the crew. After the meal, I got in a cab but the driver was… “
She could not continue any further.
On the other end of the phone, Matthew immediately stood up and left hurriedly. His handsome face remained cold as ice.
He did not need Clarissa to say anymore as he could already guess the rest. The only thing he wanted to do at the moment, was murder.
With the rage of burning hell, Matthew gave Clarissa an order.
“Wait for me!”
The call ended right after, and he proceeded to call Donnie.
“Donnie, find out everything about what happened last night at the film studio, immediately. Take down all the articles and photos regarding the incident. Also, find that driver and take care of him.”
Matthew’s tone sent out a very clear message to Donnie. Mr. Tyson is extremely angry.
…
After the phone call, Clarissa’s heart was racing.
“Ms. Quigley, was that your friend?”
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