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?”

woman finally quaked. Her friend tugged on her shirt, and

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

confused. “Someone’s got

“What does that mean?”

you were walking around the hospital, taken your picture, and sold it to fake news agencies with sh*tty rep.

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

telling

worry. 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

fists were red from her

thought Deirdre was worried about character assassinations or the threat to her freedom,

Kyran have their operations on the same day.

a sheet. Her eyes were red. “Thank you, Mr. King. Please help me bury this on

a

she was. She