Chapter 169
Inside the office, everyone was on their phones, using their personal accounts to amplify the story.
“Lunch is on me today, everyone,” Hannah announced. “Samuel, if your friend is free, invite him to join us. If not, I’ll send you some money to pass along to him as a thank you p>
Samuel, a tall, lanky man of six-foot-three, rubbed the back of his neck
sheepishly. “That’s not necessary. It wasn’t a big deal p>
“It is to me,” Hannah insisted, sending him the money transfer.
He reluctantly accepted and forwarded it. “Hannah, my friend’s family runs a great restaurant nearby. We can go there for lunch, and he’ll give us a discount p>
“Perfect. Ask him to save us a table p>
At noon, the group headed to the restaurant. It was a bustling place with no private rooms, but a large round table had been reserved for them. After they sat down and ordered, they heard whispers from a nearby table.
“Hey, isn’t that the woman from that video? She’s got some nerve showing her face in public p>
“With a scandal that big, you’d think she’d be hiding at home. She must be shameless p>
The murmurs grew louder and more pointed. Hannah tried to ignore them, but it became impossible.
Just as she was about to speak, her colleague Anna shot to her feet and pointed at the two middle-aged men who had been talking.
“You morons were played for fools, and now that the truth is out, you’re still spouting garbage? Check the latest news! She was framed, and you let someone lead you by the nose while you sit here gossiping. I hope you end up in a hell where they rip your tongues out so you spend the next life as mutes p>
Inspired by Anna’s ferocity, the other colleagues stood up as well.
“What, can your eyes only process porn now? Can’t you read? You absolute idiots p>
“Pick up your phones and open your eyes. Learn something, because this could happen to you one day, and then you’ll have no one to cry to p>
The men, stunned by the backlash and the revelation of a plot twist, quickly pulled out their phones. Others in the restaurant who had just been listening in did the
same.
A few small-time food bloggers, upon seeing the truth, stood up and declared, “I have a small following. I’ll share this for you! Using technology for this is disgusting p>
“Oh my, people are so wicked these days,” an older woman chimed in “Theyll forward all the nasty stuff to their group chats but never the clarification. Young lady, I’ll share this with my friends p>
“I’ll post it in my community group chat,” another person offered. “So many people were talking about it before, but no one’s mentioned the update. Theyre probably stiff the dark p>
Like wildfire, the news spread through the restaurant. People who had been unaware of the situation now knew the truth and were sharing it with their friends.
Sandra, who was at home preparing for an afternoon date, saw the news and froze. How had Hannah managed to solve this so quickly?
She sat at her vanity, staring at her phone with a deep frown. After what she had told Lionel last night, he should have been convinced that Hannah was guilty. He wouldnt have lifted a finger to help her.
As she stewed in frustration, her phone pinged.
It was a message from Hannah.