Chapter 835
If he was keeping his mouth shut, she feared the worst.
Shoving her anxiety aside, she drafted a quick message to Thorne: *How is Minnie doing?*
Meanwhile.
Gaylord and Charlene had spent the drive discussing business. Just as Charlene and Stewart shifted to another topic, Gaylord’s phone buzzed.
It was a buddy of his.
“Dude, you were there tonight! Is the stuff online actually real? Holy shit, it’s insane!”
Gaylord paused, gave a noncommittal grunt, and ended the call.
He glanced back at Charlene and Stewart before pulling up his browser.
A quick search yielded an avalanche of articles and posts featuring Charlene, Thorne, and Vesta.
Just as his friend had said, the entire debacle had been plastered all over the internet.
The web was saturated with photos of the trio.
Pictures of Thorne and Charlene standing together dominated the feeds, occasionally sprinkled with snapshots of Charlene with Jasmine, and Thorne with Jasmine.
The comment sections were an absolute war zone of shock and disbelief.
*No freaking way, Charlene Ross and Thorne Henderson are married?! Wait, does that make sense? Weren’t she and Stewart Ferguson a thing? And Thorne’s girlfriend is actually the mistress… AND Charlene’s half-sister?!!! Is this for real?!* *Bro, this drama is top-tier. The famous racer CC comes from a whole bloodline of homewreckers? And they ruined the family that helped them? You don’t see this level of toxic evil every day!*
Others were fixated on the revelation that Charlene was Kenton Wagner’s protégé.
*She’s been Dr. Wagner’s student this whole time?! And she co-founded PrimeStar Technologies with Stewart Ferguson? No wonder she blew up overnight. Talk about hiding in plain sight!*
Gaylord wasn’t surprised that the night’s events had nuked the internet.
However, the fallout was slightly different than he’d anticipated.
While the debate was fiercely heated, many people remained skeptical. The leaked videos and photos.completely lacked audio, leaving the public divided on what was actually true.
The most damning pieces of evidence were the intimate photos of Charlene and Thorne together.
Still, it was more than enough to set the internet ablaze.
As he scrolled through the madness, the car pulled up to the PrimeStar Technologies building.
Stepping out, Gaylord looked at Charlene. Catching his lingering gaze, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I just checked online… someone leaked everything from tonight.”
“I figured,” Charlene replied calmly.
Piqued, Stewart turned his attention to them.
“But none of the footage has any sound,” Gaylord continued. “And according to the comments, people tried to livestream it, but the network was mysteriously down.
Both Charlene and Stewart stopped dead in their tracks.
Stewart immediately connected the dots. “So… someone deliberately jammed the signal and scrubbed the audio beforehand?”
Meaning anyone trying to record the confrontation was left with silent footage.
“It seems that way,” Charlene agreed.
“Dr. Lucas?” Gaylord guessed.
Charlene shook her head. “Unlikely.”
She distinctly remembered receiving S earlier in the evening, and she’d seen other quests scrolling through their phones without issue.
Which meant Dr. Lucas had nothing to do with it.