"That's true. Then I'll contact them later. Let me take you back to Kelsington Bay first. Your feet are injured, so you won't be able to drive." Cole took out his car keys.
Amber didn't refuse him and nodded her head in agreement.
In the car, she logged into her Twitter account and posted: I will be holding a press conference at the office tomorrow at 10 am to explain my feud with Mr. Farrell of the Farrell Group and Miss Gardner of the Trident Group. Please stay tuned.
This issue had been blown out of proportion on the internet, and with so many people already following Amber's Twitter feed, it was only natural that they would comment underneath the post when they saw she had published a post.
"Gee, she's trying to prove her innocence, right?"
"That's right. The usual trope of rich people is to hold all kinds of conferences to prove their innocence."
"She is such a vicious bitch! Isn't it true that you pestered Mr. Farrell? Hehe."
Looking at these very malicious comments, Amber furrowed her brows, and she didn't reply and closed Twitter directly. As the saying went, "out of sight, out of mind."
Anyway, she thought the matter would be settled by tomorrow, so she didn't bother to pay attention to the internet trolls.
Soon, they arrived at Kelsington Bay.
Cole stopped the car, turned his head, and said to Amber, who was sitting in the back, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Okay, take care on the way." Amber opened the car door to get down.
Cole blew her a kiss and drove off.
Amber watched him drive his car away. Only when his car was out of her sight did she limp into the building with her crutches.
Just as she stepped out of the elevator, Amber saw Logan standing in front of her apartment.
Logan's eyes lit up slightly when he saw her, "Amber, you're back."
"Why are you here again?" Amber frowned, "You didn't leave your home after another fight with your mom and come to my place, did you?"
"No." Logan shook his head, "I came to see you."
"What for?" Amber walked over to him.
Logan looked at her and then lowered his head guiltily, "I already know what happened online. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't given you the ticket, you wouldn't have been slandered on the Internet."
He obviously just wanted to invite her to watch his game, so he really didn't know that such a thing would happen.
So, he felt sorry for her.
Amber looked at Logan with great surprise, "You would actually apologize to me?"
"What's wrong with me apologizing to you?" Logan scratched his head and didn't understand why she reacted that way.
Amber twitched her mouth, "I've been living in the Farrell family for six years. I suppose you don't need me to help you remember how you had treated me? You've never apologized to me."
When he heard that, Logan's face turned red. And he had a look of embarrassment in his eyes. "That's not the same!"
"What's the difference?" Amber replied to him indifferently.
Logan squeezed the basketball in his hand, "It's just different anyway."
"Well, then we don't have anything to talk about. Go away. Don't ever come back here again." Amber waved her hand and ordered him to leave.
Logan didn't leave and looked at her seriously, "Amber, I'm going to help you with this too."
"You'll help me out?" Amber laughed as if she had heard a big joke, "How are you going to help me out? You're just a high school student who hasn't graduated?"
"I..."
"Okay." Amber rubbed her brow and interrupted him impatiently, "Stay away from me. So what if you'll help me? Haven't you noticed that every time I've been in trouble, it is your family who brings me the trouble?"
Logan disagreed with her and pursed his lips, "No, we didn't. "
"No?" Amber had a cold glint in her eye, "Logan, ask yourself how your family has treated me since the day I married into the Farrell family. You have treated me with cold violence. And you have verbally attacked and embarrassed me. You have slandered and framed me. Am I correct?"
A surprise?
Amber bit her lip. After two seconds of hesitation, she got up, sat down in front of the computer, and opened her mailbox.
There was a new email at the top of the mailbox. She opened it and found two documents.
One was the evidence of Chloe publishing that post on Twitter.
The other was a long list of at least a few hundred names.
The names were followed by a bracket, and inside the brackets were the corresponding online account names.
Amber narrowed her eyes, realized what was going on, and called the strange number of that text message.
She thought the person wouldn't answer, but she didn't expect the person to actually pick up. The person had a husky voice, "Hello."
Amber couldn't tell who the person was, so she asked directly, "Is this list the surprise you were talking about?"
"Yes, these are the people who cursed you the harshest on the Internet. According to the law, as long as the number of cursing comments, likes, and retweets exceed five hundred times, this can constitute a crime." The man replied to her.
Instead of being happy, Amber became wary, "I know this. It's just that I don't understand why you want to help me? What exactly is your purpose?"
The man laughed lowly twice, "I said I am a person who protects you in the dark, so I have no ulterior motives. I just want you to be well."
"Do you think I'd believe you?" Amber said in a cold voice while scrolling the list down.
How could she dare to believe a man who was hiding his identity and wouldn't reveal it?
The man sighed helplessly, "I know you won't believe me, but it doesn't matter. You'll find out later."
Amber snorted. When she was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly saw a fox's avatar at the bottom of the list.
The fox instantly reminded her of something. She gripped the mouse tightly, "You're the fox mask man who kidnapped Makenna?"
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