Fingers slid repeatedly across the phone screen, looking at the photos unearthed by netizens. These were all taken during the recording of The Birth of Beautiful Clothes featuring Charlotte Thompson.
However, most of them seed to be malicious screenshots or edited photos deliberately showing Charlotte in unflattering angles.
"When did these photos get taken? They make my legs look so short."
Charlotte chuckled while wanting to share the photos with Justin Battleson. But when she turned her head, she saw Justin’s face darkened.
He simply lifted his gaze, silently staring at Charlotte, his displeasure written all over his expression even without a word.
Seeing this, Charlotte softly poked Justin’s cheek with her finger and smiled, "Didn’t we agree earlier that you’re not allowed to get mad?"
Yet Justin caught Charlotte’s fingertip and even lightly bit it, as if punishing her.
Then, with furrowed brows, he looked at Charlotte in front of him and spoke in a grave tone, "When did I ever promise not to get mad?"
"It’s just people online spreading rumors and making things up, don’t take it too seriously," Charlotte said in a gentle voice, blinking her eyes.
But Justin kept his gaze fixed on her. Straightening his posture, he spoke with utmost seriousness, his cool lips spilling resolute words:
"You can choose not to care about what they say, but I won’t. Whether it’s about good or bad, anything related to you matters deeply to ."
It was rare for Charlotte to see Justin reveal such a solemn and serious expression.
Charlotte froze for a mont, then ca back to her senses and stretched out her arms to hug him, burying herself entirely in Justin’s embrace.
"But your reaction like this... it makes ... mm..."
Before Charlotte could finish her sentence, Justin tilted her chin and sealed her lips with his.
Through the kiss, Charlotte could clearly sense his current emotions.
Even though she didn’t want Justin to get agitated over these baseless online rumors, seeing how deeply he cared about her still made her happy.
Charlotte tilted her head slightly, making an effort to respond to Justin’s kiss.
"I’ll suppress all the nonsense circulating online. There’s no need to waste ti looking at these trivial things."
Justin’s tongue gently pressed against her palate. Although his words were resolute, the annoyance lingering between his brows had yet to dissipate.
"Alright, I’ll follow your lead." Charlotte, seeing his mood, didn’t argue further.
There wasn’t even a need for Justin to step in; Charlotte believed that after these rumors erged, the Thompson Family would undoubtedly take action to address them.
Though Charlotte, much like Justin, had told the family to ignore the rumors, the fiercely protective mbers of the Thompson Family naturally prioritized defending Charlotte over heeding her words.
Within monts, the trending topics that had taken hours to reach peak attention were forcefully silenced in re minutes, thanks to Justin and the Thompson Family’s joint efforts.
The Thompson sons, one after another, used their accounts to post on social dia. Whether through implications or outright declarations, their ssages were all in defense of Charlotte.
Henry Thompson even went as far as publicly issuing legal letters, announcing that anyone continuing to spread defamatory rumors about Charlotte would be taken to court.
The internet promptly returned to calm, leaving netizens marveling at the sheer power of money and influence.
Though the rumors online had been suppressed, the waves of public opinion had already reached a fever pitch, causing Charlotte’s reputation to plumt dramatically.
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