Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 619 Plagiarism

Upon returning to her office, Amelia put all her focus on work and came up with three drafts for her client. When her spine began to hurt, she shuffled a little in her seat and took a break by browsing the internet, only to come across a shocking news article.

Author Tiffany Winters, whose best-selling novel has been made into a film, is suspected of plagiarizing three fantasy novels: Snowdrop Spirit, I’m Looking for Mommy, and Don’t Call My Name Late at Night.

Amelia read the entire made-up story but couldn’t find a single name attached to it. Even so, the netizens had already been divided into three groups in the comments section: Tiffany’s loyal fans, internet trolls who seemed to be helping the mastermind fan the flames, and those who knew nothing but just wanted to enjoy the show.

After going through the comments briefly, Amelia closed the article, took out her phone, and walked out of the design department with Jolin in tow.

“What’s wrong, Mrs. Clinton?” Jolin asked, concerned.

Amelia raised her phone in the air. “Are you good with computers, Jolin?”

The latter nodded. “Mr. Clinton once got me to hack into a rival company’s system and steal a bunch of their information.”

“Good. I need you to find out who’s behind the article accusing Tiffany of plagiarism.”

“I understand, Mrs. Clinton. I’ll look into it right away,” Jolin replied sternly. “I just came across that article too, and it’s clearly made-up. Whoever wrote it couldn’t even come up with any evidence of plagiarism. They’re obviously trying to slander Ms. Winters just because her novel’s gotten a film adaptation, but I won’t let them succeed. Mr. Clinton’s invested in the film.”

“You can go ahead. I have to use the bathroom.”

“It’s no hurry. I’ll wait for you.”

Amelia entered the bathroom and dialed Tiffany’s number but couldn’t get through.

When the woman still couldn’t reach her best friend after five attempts, she began to worry.

She then dropped the call and walked out of the bathroom. “Jolin, I need to drop by Tiff’s place. She’s not picking up my calls. I’m worried about her.”

“I’ll take you there, Mrs. Clinton.”

Amelia nodded.

After requesting the day off from Eduardo, she left in a hurry, not caring what her coworkers might think of her for taking so many days off work.

Jolin swiftly drove her to Tiffany’s apartment block.

Amelia then found the elevator, pressed a button, and ran toward the door to Tiffany’s apartment as soon as she arrived on the right floor.

But despite pressing the doorbell and calling Tiffany on the phone countlessly, there was no answer.

you in there? Open up!” yelled

no one came to

can unlock the door if

anything else at this point. All she wanted was too see Tiffany. What

a long and thin needle. After inserting it into the keyhole and

her in amazement

was nowhere to be found, and the

you try calling Mr. Hisson? They might be with each

her own forehead in frustration. “I

Tiffany, the man didn’t pick

truly

drop by

downstairs and returned to the car. “Go faster, Jolin,” Amelia instructed while putting

up the pace, and they arrived at Derrick’s company building in half

vehicle, only to be dumbfounded at the sight of a swarm of reporters and television hosts crowding around the entrance of

in there,

so many people. Are you sure we’d be able to get in?” Amelia asked with

Jolin nodded.

reporters and TV hosts have really sharp eyes. Some of them might even recognize you as a member of the Clintons, so we’ll have to be careful,” she

this on, Mrs.

and covered all of her hair with

they both

come looking for the best-selling author, Tiffany Winters?”

is. We’re here to discuss a project with Mr. Hisson. Please step aside, or I’ll press charges against you for obstruction,” warned Jolin as she glanced at every reporter. “I know your names now. You’re from the Metropolis Daily, you’re from the People’s Daily, and you’re working for entertainment news. If anything happens to us because of your mindless gossip, I’m going to sue

was no need for them to keep latching onto her. They’d only end up in court if they

“That woman in the hat is Amelia Winters! She’s the wife of Oscar Clinton, and she’s also Tiffany Winter’s

attention, and all

plagiarized the work of others for her novel? We’ve been told that Mr. Clinton’s also invested in its upcoming film

journalists seemed as though they were completely prepared for this,

safe, but it soon proved difficult as the journalists continued to crowd around them and bombard them

her bag and fired a bullet into the sky, instantly shutting all the

on in, Mrs.

quickly walked into the building. Given how skilled these journalists were at bending the truth, she had a feeling that tomorrow’s headlines would be on how

carry weapons, so it’s only natural that I have a gun with me.

relieved to

from the front desk walked toward them. “Can I help