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.

there?

one came to

Jolin consoled. “I can unlock the

didn’t care about anything else at this point. All she wanted was too see Tiffany. What am I

needle. After inserting it into the keyhole and giving it the needle a few twists, the door finally

at her in amazement before

searched every room, but her friend was nowhere

she’s not picking up, how about you try calling Mr. Hisson? They might

slapped her own forehead in frustration. “I

then dialed Derrick’s number, but just like Tiffany, the man didn’t pick up despite multiple attempts to

truly starting

by his

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

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

sight of a swarm

get in there,

there are so many people. Are you sure we’d be able to

Jolin nodded.

them might even recognize you

on,

the hat and covered all of her

in the lead, they both headed in the direction

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

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,

for, so there was no need for them to keep latching onto her. They’d only end up in court

someone suddenly shouted, “That woman in the

and

do you have to say about Tiffany Winters having plagiarized the work of others for her novel? We’ve

prepared for this, and the one behind them must

soon proved difficult as the journalists continued to crowd around them and bombard

of her bag and fired a bullet into

on in,

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 Mrs. Amelia Clinton’s bodyguard had threatened

Jolin 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

was relieved to hear

walked toward them. “Can I help