Chapter 449 How Much Longer Should Her Torment Last?

“This article is proof!”

“Article?” Declan’s features twisted into an unamused glare. “I can write a hundred of those fake articles with a slightly different bend. People don’t even have to attach their real names to half of this trashy fake news now, let alone do old-fashioned things like corroborating it with solid evidence.

“Honestly, who gave you the right to harass someone innocent over some tabloid’s piss-poor excuse of an article?”

“Mr. King

“You’re all right, Miss McKinnon. Ain’t no reason to play nice to *ssholes, right?” he replied reassuringly. “Wait, Miss ‘McKinnon’? Her name is McKinnon!?”

“What’s that to you, news as well?” Declan clapped back. “Should I call the cops and have them read her personal information to you too?”

The woman finally quaked. Her friend tugged on her shirt, and they left in embarrassment.

back her tears. It felt like a crater had erupted from the inside of her skull. She had

“Someone’s got their eyes on

“What does that mean?”

the hospital, taken your picture, and sold it to fake news agencies with sh*tty rep. They made a big

views and clicks. This is especially true when one of the protagonists is at his most milkable moments right now, so with your story, they spread it out like it was the

spinning. “You’re telling me it’s

got my people to suppress the matter as much as we can on the Internet. We’ll

about Brendan?” she asked, her voice trembling. Her fists were red from her force, and her eyes were widening in fear. “If people in this hospital know, then… he must have read

about character assassinations or the threat to her freedom, but it turned out she

I don’t think so. He and Kyran have their operations on the same

as a sheet. Her eyes were red. “Thank you, Mr.

not a

to doubt who she was. She could not let it happen-this was about Deirdre’s

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