Chapter 701
Charlotte’s voice, low and icy, rang out clear as day through the microphones, cutting through the crowd like a knife. Just one line from her hit harder than any argument with haters online ever could.
“And another thing, about the boyfriend
Every reporter stared at her, mouths hanging open, not sure what bombshell she might drop next.
Anthony, standing not too far away, narrowed his eyes. A little smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched her, clearly entertained. Hadn’t she just told him she wasn’t planning to make things official yet? So what was she up to now?
Charlotte kept her hands tucked in her pockets and shifted her weight, her face softening with a faint, knowing smile. “Whether I have a boyfriend or what kind of boyfriend I have, what does that have to do with anyone here? Or anyone online?” She paused, letting her words hang in the air. “Honestly, it’s none of your business.”
The whole place went quiet. It was true. It really wasn’t their business. Still, in this industry, even a celebrity’s family was fair game for gossip. But no one had ever seen someone face down the press and online trolls this boldly before.
People watching the livestream couldn’t believe how direct she was.
[She’s so cool. I love her. I’m joining her fan club right now.]
[To all the trolls, how’s that feel? Must hurt, right?]
[She’s a total legend.]
[Sorry, Kenneth, but I need to stan your sister for a bit.]
[We messed up. We shouldn’t have trashed you without proof.]
People who had said awful things about Charlotte or Kenneth before now rushed to apologize, probably worried Kenneth would come after them next.
Charlotte looked away lazily, glanced up at her three brothers, and said, “I’m
heading in.”
“Yeah, let’s go,” Donald and Roger
ет
said quickly. They straightened up, shot Kenneth a look, and added quietly, We’ll go up first. This one’ yours.”
Kenneth nodded. The media had been ruthless, dragging Lottie through the mud. This wasn’t going to blow over quickly.
After Charlotte left, Kenneth finally turned to the cluster of reporters, his gaze cold
and steady. A small, chilling smile played on his lips.
“I’ve dealt with a lot of lies and
gossip over the years, and most of the time, I’ve just let it go. But my sister Kenneth’s voice was sharp, his presence impossible to ignore. “Whether you meant to or not, every outlet here has hurt her and damaged her reputation. Anyone who spread rumors about her needs to clarify things publicly and apologize to her directly.”
He said “please,” but nobody missed the warning in his tone.
If you crossed Charlotte, you were going to regret it. Just thinking about it was
enough to make everyone shudder.
On the surface, the room was silent,
but the smarter reporters had
already started typing out their apologies. Some outlets even pinned their statements right at the top of their feeds, promising to keep them there for a month to prove they meant it.
“And one more thing,” Kenneth said, his face unreadable. “Since I started in this business, I’ve never had any real conflict with the press.”
“But my sister isn’t part of this world. She’s just a student. I don’t want the drama
from all this messing with her life or her studies.”
“If anyone tries to use her for clicks again, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”