“There’s really nothing difficult on my side, but Miss Murphy, you indeed need to thoroughly investigate this matter. I’ve heard that this studio is one you often use. After such an incident, can other issues be far behind?”
“If Miss Murphy finds anything, please let me know.”
“I also want to know how such a coincidence happened.”
It’s no wonder Ranita was suspicious. Shannon had been shooting there for half the day without any problems, but as soon as Ranita started, something went wrong. And considering their positions, the metal frame could have hit both of them, but the studio light would only fall on Ranita…
Shannon felt even more wronged, “Ranita, what do you mean by that?”
“Brendon, I don’t understand what Ranita means. Does she suspect that we targeted her? But that studio is also rented by us. Although we often collaborate, it doesn’t belong to our Candy Studio. We really don’t have such influence.”
Shannon said, her voice filled with grievance, “This misunderstanding is really too big.”
Ranita handed her phone to Brendon and stopped talking.
Brendon was in a dilemma.
“Shannon, let’s not talk about anything else for now, for safety’s sake it indeed should be thoroughly investigated.” After a pause, Brendon saw Ranita pouting unhappily, a secret schadenfreude hidden in her eyes, he said, “You rest well, I’m going to hang up.”
Brendon asked her, “Are you angry?”
“Why would I be angry!” Ranita checked the time, thinking that the caregiver was about to start their shift, and stood up saying, “I’m busy with other things, I have to go.”
“It hurts…” Brendon pulled her hand, “Don’t leave.”
Ranita pushed his hand away, her expression cold: “We’re not that close, are we?”
“Oh right, I forgot to tell you something. Last night you were drunk and went to my house, and you attacked Mr. Terry. Remember to apologize to him.”
Brendon, still somewhat confused, was reminded by Ranita, and suddenly recalled that last night he indeed saw Makhi at the entrance of the apartment!
Brendon let go of her hand.
Ranita walked away without looking back.
Just as Ranita left the hospital room, she ran into Cindy, who was accompanied by several exuberant youths. Seeing Ranita, there was a strong smell of gunpowder, “Ranita, what are you doing here?”
“Is the hospital yours? Why can’t I come?” Ranita replied coldly, and walked away.
The group of young men and women, who had a good relationship with Cindy, immediately defended her, “What kind of person is this woman, what an attitude…”
Cindy, knowing that these young people were Shannon’s devoted fans, immediately played the victim, “She’s from Steland Monolith Technology, responsible for Shannon’s shoot this time…”
“Ah! It’s her! That’s outrageous. Isn’t Sister Shannon in the hospital because she was helping their company with the shoot? How can she still act like this?”
“Exactly! Look at the announcement they issued, Sister Shannon wasn’t even in the hospital yet and they started gaining attention, profiting off people’s misery!”
The fans were all indignant for Shannon.
Moreover, they quickly spread the incident in their groups, and soon fans were bombarding Steland Monolith Technology’s online accounts, cursing Steland Monolith Technology for being shameless… and demanding justice for Shannon.
Ranita instructed someone to repost the earlier statement exactly as it was, not changing even a punctuation mark.
Both haters and spectators were amused.
However, Shannon’s fans became even more radical, almost as if brainwashed, relentlessly persistent, and someone even dug up detailed information on Ranita…