The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 824

“Why? Do you think I’ll do something inappropriate if I enter a hotel? As expected, people with dirty minds would

always have filthy thoughts when they think of others,” Lillian replied without hesitation.

Rebecca’s expression changed. “Lillian, are you insulting me? You have a lot of nerve saying that when you’re the

one who did all those shameless things.”

“Am I supposed to do nothing if someone is slandering me?” Lillian retorted coldly.

“If you have nothing to do with Callum, why did you book a room? Why did you stay in the room for so long? Why

did you

you change your clothes and come out? It’s obvious that you’re his mistress, but you don’t want to admit it!”

Rebecca replied.

At this moment, many colleagues had gathered around because of her shouting. Although everyone didn’t say

anything, some colleagues looked at Lillian with disapproving gazes.

“It’s because my clothes were dirty. Even a blind person could tell that my clothes were stained based on the photo

taken. Is there a problem if I go in and change my clothes before coming out? Besides, Callum was in the hotel

lobby and didn’t go up at all. Otherwise, you can ask the hotel to show you the surveillance footage,” Lillian said

with certainty.

“You’re lying!” Rebecca immediately denied it. “He clearly went up the elevator with you and to his room. He wasn’t

in the lobby at all.”

Lillian looked at Rebecca with a sneer. “Oh, how surprising. You know about this very well. It’s like you saw it with

your own eyes. Don’t tell me you took these photos and then posted them to the forum on purpose?”

Rebecca’s face changed as soon as she heard this.

“I… I’m just… I think it’s only right I do this,” Rebecca stammered but stared at Lillian with hatred.

“Oh, you think so, huh? Then I think you need to apologize to me because you deliberately took photos and

slandered me on the forum,” Lillian said sarcastically.

At this moment, the colleagues around also looked at Rebecca with suspicion. Everyone clearly had made some

speculations in their heads. Embarrassed and angry, Rebecca snapped, “Anyway, it’s not me. Lillian,

you’re lying through your teeth! You’re someone’s mistress! Do you think you’re in the right? We’ll wait and see!”

Lillian shrugged and couldn’t care less about petty people like Rebecca. Looking at her reaction, Lillian guessed that

Rebecca was the one who took the photo and uploaded it on the forum.

But what Lillian didn’t expect was that this matter started to spread online in the afternoon.

Someone in the firm sent the news to a verified account known for

gossip, and the owner of the account directly posted those two photos on the Internet.

After that, the netizens revealed Lillian’s personal information and started cursing her online for being a

homewrecker. Someone even obtained the hotel surveillance footage showing she and Callum had entered the

same hotel room.

So, Rebecca looked at Lillian smugly and gloated like she had won, “Look! There is no need for me to expose you.

Many netizens have exposed your lies!”

Lillian looked at the flood of criticisms online with a cold expression.

According to those keyboard warriors, she was an evil homewrecker who destroyed people’s relationships.

She didn’t care about their cursing. After all, it was nothing to her after experiencing a life-and-death situation.

However, she was just worried that her parents would be affected by the negative news.

When she got off work in the evening, a large group of reporters surrounded her as soon as she walked out of the

design institute. They kept bombarding all kinds of tricky questions at her.

“Ms. Quinn, are you a homewrecker?”

“Do you know that Callum and Madeline are getting married?”

“What did you do with Mr. Callum in the hotel room that day?” another asked. Even if Lillian had prepared for the

worst in her heart, a sense of loneliness and helplessness assaulted her when faced with such a scene.

At this time, who could help her?

Who could help her deflect these questions, and who could pull her away from the encirclement of these reporters?

At this very moment, a loud noise was heard in front of them. Several black cars suddenly stopped at the entrance

of the building. Then, a

group of men exited the car and rushed in front of the reporters and onlookers before separating them from Lillian.

Lillian was completely dumbfounded and couldn’t figure out what was going on.

Shortly after, another car drove in. A figure got out of the car and hurried towards her.

Lillian looked at the person in front of him in a daze. It was Callum!

He had appeared in front of her again, but this time, it was in a situation like this!

“Doesn’t he know why I’m surrounded by these reporters? His appearance would only make things worse!” she

thought.

In no time, Callum reached Lillian.

Lillian subconsciously wanted to step back, but he had firmly grabbed her hand with one of his. Then, he pulled her

outside without saying a word.

Lillian followed Callum passively. Her mind went blank, and she didn’t even know what to do now. All she heard was

the voices of people talking and countless phones and cameras aimed at her.

It wasn’t until she got in the car and heard Callum tell his driver to drive before she returned to reality.

“Callum, do you know what you’re doing?” she shouted suddenly.

“I know!” He suddenly released her hand and leaned against the back seat. The setting sun outside the window cast

its light into the car, making his face look a little pale.

She couldn’t help but be stunned. “Is he sick? It seemed that he didn’t look too good when I saw him these times,”

she thought.

“Are… Are you feeling uncomfortable?” she couldn’t help but ask.

“No, I’m fine,” he said after he took a deep breath.

Lillian chuckled inwardly and thought, “As expected, I’m overthinking.” “Please tell the driver to stop somewhere

nearby and let me off.”

“You can’t get out of the car now,” Callum said.

“Why?” Lillian frowned.

“Do you think you can avoid this when you get out of the car and go home? Believe it or not, there is already a

group of reporters camped at the entrance of your residential area,” Callum explained.

Lillian bit her lips. However, the problem was that she was more likely to be criticized since she was with him now.

“Even if there are reporters, I can’t help it. I need to go home. After this, why don’t you find some sort of excuse for

the netizens? The news will die down after some time,” Lillian suggested.

After all, Callum was just an entrepreneur and not a celebrity. Scandals like this would soon die down.