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?”

finally quaked. Her friend tugged on her shirt, and

her tears. It felt like a crater had erupted from the inside of her skull. She had to calm herself down with several deep breaths before muttering, “Mr. King,

was just as confused. “Someone’s got their

“What does that mean?”

it to fake news agencies with sh*tty

anything to get 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

“You’re telling

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 coming

Her fists were red from her force, and her eyes were widening in fear. “If people in this hospital know, then… he must have

stunned. He had thought Deirdre was worried about character assassinations or the threat to her freedom, but it turned

so. He and Kyran have their operations on the same day. He should be inside by

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

a

begin to doubt who she was. She could not let it happen-this was