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.

Are you in there? Open up!” yelled

no one came to

Mrs. Clinton,” Jolin consoled. “I can unlock the door

this point. All she wanted was too see Tiffany.

thin needle. After inserting it into the keyhole and giving it

amazement before barging into

every room, but her friend was nowhere to be found, and the

up, how about you try calling Mr. Hisson?

Amelia slapped her own forehead

the man didn’t pick up despite multiple attempts to reach

was truly

by his

two headed downstairs and returned to the car. “Go faster, Jolin,” Amelia instructed

they arrived at Derrick’s company building in

seatbelt and hopped off the vehicle, only to be dumbfounded at the sight of a swarm of reporters and

help you get in there, Mrs. Clinton,” assured

many people. Are you sure we’d be

Jolin nodded.

use a disguise. These 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

this on, Mrs.

hat and covered all of her hair with it.

Jolin in the lead, they both headed in the

you two? Have you also come looking for the best-selling author, Tiffany Winters?” asked a few journalists who

you for obstruction,” warned Jolin as she glanced at every reporter. “I know

was no need for them to keep latching

Jolin continued to shield Amelia and was about to enter the building, someone suddenly shouted, “That woman

and all

of others for her novel? We’ve been told that

completely prepared for this, and

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

and fired a bullet into the sky, instantly

in, Mrs.

bending the truth, she had a feeling that tomorrow’s headlines would be on how Mrs. Amelia Clinton’s bodyguard

as she entered the building too. “We’re authorized to carry weapons, so it’s only natural that I have a gun with me. I wouldn’t do anything to cause Mr. Clinton

relieved to hear

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