Chapter 150 You Had No Right to Demand How I Should Act
This kind of gossip topic, involving stories of the wealthy, was enough to attract attention with just the headline. Coupled with the content of the article, it was almost explicitly pointing out that it was talking about Ashley and me. Although the Conner family’s a*sets were not as globally spread as the Hinton family’s, they still had quite a few a*sets and projects domestically. Now that these matters were explicitly written about, they naturally hit the trending list as soon as they were published.
Because the content was straightforward and genuinely written, Ashley was heavily criticized in the comment section.
Many netizens left comments after reading the article.
Netizen A: “There are many kinds of scumbags, and Miss Conner from the Conner family represents a new category of female scumbags.”
User B: “Be careful with your words upstairs, pay attention to the question, it’s about a foster daughter, so the woman scum is not the Conner family.”
Netizen C: “The fact has proven that one should not easily raise other people’s children. After all, inferior genes produce waste products, and no good seedlings can be raised with much effort.”
Netizen D: “People are never satisfied, just like a snake swallowing an elephant. He didn’t even repay the kindness of being raised, and started to covet others’ billions of wealth. It’s utterly despicable. Thankfully, the Conner family’s own daughter is safe. Otherwise, even if this kind of person was struck by lightning, it wouldn’t be enough to vent my
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anger.”
The anger of netizens, accompanied by dissatisfaction with life, was vented all at once through the keyboard, cursing with whatever harsh words they could find.
Some even doxxed Ashley, uncovering numerous instances of her being with Walter in private, as well as some stories about her
seducing Walter, though it was unclear whether these were fabricated or heard from somewhere.
Also, the scene where her mother hit her at the police station and accused her of being photographed was leaked.
For a while, almost all of the top ten trending topics were about Ashley. Some people revealed unsavory incidents that happened when she married Henry, most of which suggested that she did many unsavory things to seduce Henry.
There were also rumors that she had slept with a senior when she was in college in Deston City, contracted HPV, and even had an abortion. It was even said that she had seduced the son of a local warlord in Deston City, but ended up being stripped n*ked and thrown onto the
street.
In short, regardless of the relevance, those matters with unclear faces and no concrete evidence were almost all dug up by some nosy netizens and pinned on Ashley.
Watching Ashley being brutally criticized by netizens online, I handed the phone back to Walter, pinched the bridge of my nose and said, “I didn’t do it.” Although Walter didn’t ask, the fact that he brought it up clearly implied a question.
After all, it seemed that no one else but me could be found who hated. Ashley so much.
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Walter frowned, his dark eyes fixed on me, his thin l*ps pressed tightly as he said, “I know.”
I paused, looking at him in confusion. Knowing it wasn’t about me, why was he showing me all this?
Perhaps he had discerned what was on my mind, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “If you wanted to harm her, you wouldn’t have rejected the evidence I found at the restaurant.”
He said this with such nonchalance that I couldn’t help but pause slightly, looking at him with increasing confusion, not understanding what he meant.
His expression was serene, his gaze steady as he said, “This article was most likely written by someone close to you, standing up for you.”
I paused, immediately guessing who wrote this article in my mind. I had read quite a few articles by Rachel, her writing style was sharp and straightforward, very similar to this article online. Plus, her subtle defense of me in her articles and the undisguised disdain for Ashley between the lines, no one but her could write such an article.
Although I knew that Rachel was the one who wrote this article, I didn’t tell Walter. I just looked at him and asked, “What do you want to do?”
I was not a fool. He wasn’t rushing to comfort the heartbroken Ashley at the moment, but instead, he stayed here talking to me. His sole purpose was to ascertain who wrote the article, and then use his methods to suppress the online heat.
Perhaps sensing my displeasure in my words, Walter’s expression slightly retracted, his gaze still gentle and light as he said, “Ashley is due in a few months. Once she gives birth, I will make sure she takes on her responsibilities.”
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He didn’t explicitly tell me what to do, but just informed me how he would handle Ashley afterwards. Naturally, I wouldn’t believe that he would really make things difficult for Ashley, but I could also hear the warning in his words at this moment. He was telling me not to let anything happen to Ashley at this time, after all, there was an innocent child in her belly.
If you’re talking about feeling upset, I’ve long been numb to it. I looked at him calmly and said, “Walter, who you want to protect is your business. What I want to do, or what the people around me want to do, is our freedom. There are many ways you can protect her, but you have no right to tell me what to do.”
