My Mute Bride

Chapter 357 Proof That Can’t Get More Iron-Clad Than This

“One of the hotel staff helped you to change your clothes,” Leroy immediately explained, having instantly figured out Jolly’s thoughts. “You threw up over yourself. Your clothes weren’t in a wearable condition.”

Jolly gradually calmed down then. In truth, she had known Leroy for some time now. Although she had initially gotten in touch with him out of ulterior motives, as she spent more time with him, she realized that he was actually a pretty straightforward person, to the point where he was a little bland. He was largely different from other celebrities in showbiz.

Just as he was speaking, Leroy’s phone buzzed.

“Hello? What?” Leroy suddenly glanced at Jolly, a complicated look in his eyes. “My phone was on silent, so I didn’t hear it earlier.”

Jolly had no idea what the caller said, but Leroy walked straight to the window, pulling aside part of the curtain to look down before he quickly pulled the curtain back in place.

“What is it?” Still with the blanket wrapped around her, Jolly could sense that something was not right.

“Someone snapped photos of us last night. Right now, reporters and fans are swarming the hotel’s lower floors. We can’t leave for now.”

“What?” Jolly promptly got out of bed with the blanket still wrapped around her and dashed over to the window to take a look. The hotel itself was rather tall, so the crowd gathered below looked like a dark swarm of ants. But even with the sheer height, Jolly could still see that it was a sizable crowd. “What should we do?”

“My manager’s rushing over this instant. Let’s wait first.”

“Wait? For how long? When are we going to get out?” Jolly clenched the blanket. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold. I don’t want to go down in flames with all this slander hurled at me. Where’s my phone?” She only thought of her phone at that moment.

“On the bed,” Leroy answered. When Jolly saw Leroy emerge from the bathroom earlier, she had tossed her phone aside as she shrieked.

That phone… Jolly rushed over and picked her phone up. Sure enough, the call was still ongoing.

“Hello?” Jolly coughed awkwardly. “Chris, are you still there?”

“Yeah.”

“So then, everything earlier…”

didn’t hide anything. “Jolly, if I were one of Leroy’s fans, I’d charge over to the hotel and rip the door right off its hinges before pulling out all your hair. Nothing happened at all between

whole time and she heard their conversation, Rachel still had her doubts. She didn’t doubt Leroy’s character; she doubted Jolly’s

“That—Chris, relax, I’ll be sure to handle this properly.

Are you going to go

at herself before

Don’t go anywhere. I’ll bring you a change of

“You’re a good friend. I shall come to your aid

the mood to crack jokes?” Rachel was practically speechless.

a completely different direction

I need to go back

have

“Yes.”

close to your home. I’ll get Frankie to get the clothes and meet us

paused before nodding. Right now, that was the most efficient way to

later, Rachel and Justin arrived at the hotel. The crowd of reporters and fans by the entrance was a huge, dark mass. There

key card from the hotel, no one was allowed to go up. Despite that, there were still plenty of

right now, the traffic to the media outlets

brought her and Justin upstairs. Inside the elevator, Justin’s gaze darkened.

could tell at a glance that they were all organized. I think

these two incidents coincidentally happen at the

target

Leroy?

could it be

more on it, the elevator doors drew back with a ‘ding.’ The moment the door to Jolly’s room opened, Rachel was dragged in by the hand that emerged from within. The door then slammed shut. Justin ended up getting some dust on his nose

is he here with you? Here to see

along.” Rachel looked up to regard Leroy and nodded in greeting. “The parking lot is teeming with reporters. You can’t leave through the basement

be scared? I didn’t do