Thankfully, Justin Battleson always stood by her side, silently comforting her.
"I’m fine." Charlotte Thompson would still pretend that she’s okay, but the constantly updated comments on-screen were enough proof of her inner turmoil.
She wasn’t bothered by the groundless comments from strangers, but a solution for this situation must be found. Otherwise, it could not be allowed to ferment continuously.
Moreover, Ethan Allen wouldn’t let her off so easily.
However, before the issue came to an end, someone had suddenly blurted out Charlotte Thompson’s true identity in a thread.
#DesignerJOY’s Real Identity#
#Ashton’sHeiress_Charlotte Thompson#
These two topics suddenly topped the trending list, with unparalleled discussion rates.
Coco ran in hurriedly again, shouting, "We have another problem."
As she entered and saw them both, she scratched her head awkwardly.
As she intended to leave again, Charlotte Thompson quickly stopped her.
"What is it now? Just tell me," Charlotte sounded desperate. At this stage, she could not believe there could be anything more daunting.
"Ahem..." Justin Battleson coughed twice, indicating her to speak.
Coco quickly explained, "Something happened, someone revealed that Sister Charlotte is Miss Thompson of the Thompson Family."
"What?" Charlotte immediately stood up and slapped the table.
Upon opening her phone, as expected, trending searches filled the screen.
Terms like "Designer JOY’s Big Reveal" and "Charlotte Thompson BK Heir" instantaneously entered Charlotte’s vision, inducing a series of sharp pains.
The comments below were even harder to stomach:
"Nonsense, are they guessing based on her last name? So, does that mean everyone with the Thompson surname is from the Thompson family!"
"Impossible, being the heir of BK, that would mean owning a lot of assets? She must be pretending!"
"Definitely, if she was indeed the heir to BK, she wouldn’t seduce Justin Battleson, must be pretending to be a rich white woman. It’s all an act!"
"Damn, she must’ve changed her name and is not stopping at anything to achieve her goal!" Googlᴇ search nοvelfire.net
Unable to bear it any longer, Charlotte shut off her phone.
Justin Battleson came over and hugged her, tightly shielding her as he suggested, "Let’s call it a day, it’s not a good day for work."
Charlotte looked up at him and firmly said, "How could I? I couldn’t care less."
Although she said so, Justin knew that she was definitely upset.
So he advised her, "Let’s call it a day. You won’t be in the mood to work here anyway."
Charlotte hesitated for a while, thinking that he was right. So, she started gathering her belongings, preparing to leave with Justin.
As soon as they reached the company’s ground floor, they were surrounded by a pack of reporters.
"Miss Thompson, do you have any explanation for the comments online?"
"I’m sorry, I have nothing to say."
Charlotte refused, but the reporters thrust the microphones towards her more vehemently, interrogating more directly, "Miss Thompson, are you really Sophie Allen? Or are you Miss Thompson from the Thompson Family? What’s your response to getting married to Mr. Battleson and having a child?"
"Shut up!" Justin deflected the reporters and shielded Charlotte behind him.
As the reporters continued to grumble, Justin silenced them with a look.
He warned those present, "Without evidence, I would advise you to think thrice. Otherwise, I’ll make each one of you pay for your actions."
The reporters, frightened, retreated. Justin pulled Charlotte closer, shielding her as they left.