Resent, Reject, Regret

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?”

Her friend tugged on her

crater had erupted from the inside of her skull. She had to calm herself down

was just as confused. “Someone’s got their

“What does that mean?”

agencies with sh*tty rep. They made a big story about you being Brighthall’s

publish anything to get views and clicks. This is especially true when one of the protagonists is at

telling me it’s already out there?

I’ve got my people to suppress the matter as much as we can on the Internet. We’ll come out with a clarification of some kind. Anything to lower the damage

feel a headache coming. This was not what worried her at all. “What about Brendan?” she asked, her voice trembling. Her fists were red from her force, and her eyes

worried about character assassinations or the threat to her freedom,

operations on the

in relief. Her face was still white as a sheet. Her eyes were red. “Thank you, Mr. King. Please help me bury this on

a murderer, I

was worried that Declan would begin to doubt who she was. She could not let it happen-this