Claire lay on the bed, looking at the ssage sent by Stanley Sawyer, her mind in turmoil.
The scene from the afternoon, where Tristan Lockwood protected her silently, flashed through her mind again.
At that ti, she had already been thinking that if he spoke harshly to her in that lecturing tone again, she would retaliate unreservedly.
Unexpectedly, Tristan said nothing and just diligently applied the dicine for her.
It was truly abnormal.
Since when did he have such patience with her?
Claire rubbed her temples, as childhood mories flashed through her mind, then quickly replied:
[I don’t like him.]
[It’s just that he helped when I was most desperate as a child, so I’m both disappointed and unwilling with him now.]
After sending these two lines, she stared at the screen for a while, feeling that her last sentence was overly sentintal, as if she truly cared about Tristan.
So, she hurriedly clicked to retract it, regardless of whether Stanley Sawyer saw it or not.
Tristan had just sent that ssage when he received a call from Jenson Jennings.
Jenson roughly told him about the investigation into that little boy.
"Besides Jade Sutton and Renee Lynn, I also asked Claire herself, and her exact words were that the little boy is dead."
"Dead?"
"Yeah, she said if you want to find soone, go directly to the grave."
"..."
Tristan felt a headache, it wasn’t that the little boy was dead, it seed like she was wishing him dead.
However, even though Claire’s words were unpleasant and her attitude quite nasty, Tristan wasn’t feeling that bad.
When he sent her that sentence earlier, he suddenly had an epiphany; if a woman is completely indifferent to a man, she wouldn’t have any emotions at all.
Claire hating him now, in another sense, ant she still had feelings for him.
"Tristan, I thought about it today, wasn’t Mr. Hale a war buddy of Elder Lockwood back in the day? Since Cynthia Hale was the legitimate precious daughter of the Hale Family, on her eighth birthday party, when Mr. Hale was still alive, wouldn’t the Hale Family have invited Elder Lockwood? If Elder Lockwood went at that ti, wouldn’t he have taken you?"
Tristan paused, then suddenly said absentmindedly, "I don’t rember."
He truly didn’t rember.
In the car accident that took his mother’s life, Tristan was also in the car, suffering a severe head injury, leaving him with little mory of the accident and events before it.
The doctors said his type of amnesia required thods of associative mory because it’s hard to recall past events without related people and incidents.
Jenson also knew about Tristan’s situation.
He’d heard that Tristan initially wanted to regain his mory very much.
But after returning to his old residence, rembering how Timothy Lockwood betrayed his mother and brought another woman ho, he beca extrely repulsed about recalling the past.
Also, because of rembering this, Tristan’s already depressed emotions exploded, leading to depression.
Jenson: "Then I’ll keep looking into it, to see if there’s anyone related who knows."
After ending the call with Jenson, Tristan looked at another phone, and when he glanced over, he saw Claire’s line: "I don’t like him."
There was also a retraction notice below it.
He asked her: [What did you retract?]
Claire: [Nothing, it was a typo.]
Tristan fell silent.
The sentence she left indicating she didn’t like him clearly implied there was more to say.
Why was it retracted after it was sent?
...
Early in the morning when Claire arrived at the firm, Tina Hayes pulled her aside, surprisingly saying, "President Hale, that Miss Wang seed gentle and weak before, but who knew she could be so ruthless."
"What?"
Tina handed her the phone to see.
Claire saw a PTT opened up, with a very long title — An Open Letter about Lockwood Group Executive Shawn Sykes Deceiving and Exploiting Emotions While Denying His Own Child Despite Having a Family.
"Miss Wang posted the entire process of Shawn Sykes deceiving her online!" Tina said excitedly, "Several of my group chats are sharing this PTT today!"
Claire skimd over it briefly, and indeed, one must admit, Crystal Warren’s skills in making this PTT nearly matched those of a professional.
She detailed every single scummy thing Shawn Sykes did without missing anything.
It wasn’t just on WeChat; even Weibo had related hashtags now.
[Can this scumbag just drop dead already! Deceiving won and cursing at children, the woman is truly pitiable!]
[Is the comnter above also a mistress, empathizing with another? Didn’t this woman have the child hoping to get money from the man because she was attracted to his money?]
[Have so people in the comnts even read the PTT? It clearly states the woman didn’t know the man had a family. She was deceived!]
[If she wasn’t attracted to his money, would she have been deceived?]
Tina flipped through the comnts on Weibo, growing angrier as she read: "What kind of minds do these people have! They’re actually speaking up for a scumbag like Shawn Sykes!"
"When such matters go online, a thousand people will have a thousand opinions."
Claire had long beco immune to such comnts.
She’d dealt with even harsher words in the cases she handled before.
At the mont, she was more concerned about Crystal Warren’s condition, so she called her, saying, "Don’t let online comnts affect your mindset."
"I posted it knowing full well that I was prepared ntally to bear everything."
Crystal’s voice was calm; the way Shawn treated Cherie last ti was heartbreaking, and she hadn’t slept for several nights to finish this PTT.
She wasn’t afraid of being attacked.
As long as Shawn got his couppance, she could do anything.
Seeing that Crystal’s state was relatively good, Claire said, "It’s good that you’re okay, the court summons was also sent to Shawn a few days ago, so just calmly wait for the trial now. During this ti, you must also protect yourself and Cherie. I’m worried about Shawn’s personality, he might do sothing extre."
"I will, thank you, Lawyer Hale."
Crystal’s fierce actions did attract a fair share of insults, but most comnts criticized and attacked Shawn instead.
From Shawn’s side, he astonishingly remained silent the entire day without any response.
Claire found this peculiar.
From her dealings with Shawn, he wasn’t soone who would swallow his pride, and behaving like a turtle hiding in its shell was too unlike him.
Of course, Shawn wouldn’t act the sucker.
But he simply didn’t care about online comnts. Having done engineering for so many years, he’d been cursed at by countless partners; online attacks didn’t bother him one bit.
What truly troubled him was his own wife.
As soon as he returned ho, his shoe was hurled straight at his face.
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