Ford said, “The bodyguards said Miss Lillian had been in the living room. Suddenly, she grabbed the keys and tried to leave. They didn’t dare stop her and followed her in the car. But when they reached the intersection, seven or eight cars suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking their path, even crashing into them.”
“When we got rid of them and continued to follow, Miss Lillian’s car was already gone. By then, this situation had already unfolded.”
The news had already spread across major media websites. If they tried to take it down now, the public discussions wouldn’t die down anytime soon.
Conrad’s face darkened to the extreme.
The multinational meeting had to be interrupted.
On his way to the hotel, Conrad kept opening the video over and over again.
In the video, someone broke into the hotel room.
Gordon and George were sleeping on either side, shirtless, their clothes scattered all over the floor.
Lillian’s top had been torn open, though the rest of her clothes were still intact. She was unconscious, lying in Gordon’s arms.
Clearly, all three of them had been set up.
But who had the ability to do this?
It wasn’t difficult to trick someone like Lillian, but to drug both George and Gordon at the same time? That was no easy feat.
The timing had been perfectly executed.
As a group of reporters rushed in to take photos, George was the first to wake up. After seeing the situation, he quickly covered Lillian and Gordon with a blanket and ordered the reporters out.
The scene had become chaotic, and George had even gotten into a conflict with a few reporters.
Now, George’s reputation had taken the biggest hit, considering he was married. And Lillian was his wife’s best friend.
Some even questioned whether George’s marital issues were due to Lillian.
They implied that Lillian had been playing around with them when she was with Conrad.
So, was it true that Lillian was like a public bus in the circle?
Such humiliating words were all being directed at Lillian.
The malice was obvious.
It was a brilliant move.
Conrad threw the iPad aside. “Where are they?”
“They’re still at the hotel. The police have been called to collect fingerprints. But too many people have been in that room, so it’ll take some time. Also, all three of them have had blood drawn for testing.”
When Conrad arrived at the hotel, Gordon was sitting on the couch, his hair disheveled, his head tilted back.
George was on the balcony, talking on the phone.
“Where’s Lillian?” Conrad asked, scanning the room.
Gordon straightened up and saw that Conrad’s gaze was fixed on the small room inside. He got up and blocked his way. “This has nothing to do with her. Don’t make it harder for her.”
Conrad stopped in his tracks, looking at the hand blocking him. “What? You think I’m going to do something?”
Gordon met his gaze. “To be honest, I don’t know.”
After all, Conrad’s possessiveness was so strong and unreasonable.
Any man would struggle to handle such a blow to their pride.
How could he know what Conrad intended to do when he went in?
Conrad looked down at Gordon’s hand blocking him. “I’ve already taken down the news from all major portals. All posts related to the three of you will disappear. I won’t do anything to her.”
He explained simply, but Gordon raised an eyebrow and lowered his hand.
“Believe it or not, Lillian and we are innocent. George didn’t touch her, and neither did I.”
“You think I care?” Conrad asked.
Gordon was taken aback; this response was certainly unexpected.
“If she’s okay, that’s all that matters. As for everything else, she was the one who was set up. She’s the victim in this, and I can clearly tell that. The people I should be looking for trouble with aren’t her.”
Conrad finished speaking and walked past Gordon.
Gordon stared at Conrad’s retreating figure, feeling as though he’d been possessed by a ghost.
George returned from the balcony. He had probably been running around, trying to control the situation, and had to explain things to his parents. It was exhausting.
After all, when something like this happened, seeing it with your own eyes made it hard to explain away.
“What did he say?”
Gordon turned to look at him. “He said that even if something did happen, he didn’t care because Lillian was the victim. Is that what he actually said? Has his brain gone haywire?”
George took a drink of water. “He just said something that made sense for once. Do you really need to be so surprised?”
“You went abroad for a competition, so you don’t know what Conrad has become during this time. Now, as long as Lillian is willing to stay by his side, he wouldn’t care if the Brown Family Group stockholders were all changed to her.”
The room was silent, not a sound to be heard.
Gordon felt a bit worried.
The curtains were drawn.
Lillian was lying with her back to Conrad, all alone on the messy bed.
He slowly walked over, squatting down in front of her to look at her. Lillian’s eyes were hollow, and unfocused, and she seemed lost in thought.
“Lillian.” It was the first time he’d called her so gently.
As he reached out, Lillian suddenly pulled her hand back.
It was as if she was afraid to be touched.
But Conrad stubbornly tried to reach for her again.
“Don’t touch me!” Her voice was hoarse, and as she closed her eyes, tears fell.
She didn’t know how to face the world outside, how to face Melissa.
She had betrayed Melissa.
Why had she been so stupid, not even checking to see if it was true, and falling into the trap so easily?
Her reputation was already in tatters, and now, because of her, she might ruin Melissa’s last hope for a marriage.
She was already deep in the mud-why was it that even her last friend was being taken away from her by fate?
“It’s okay, we’re okay. This is just a misunderstanding,” Conrad tried to comfort her.
But she couldn’t hear him. “Don’t touch me! Don’t bother me!”
He refused to leave, pulling her into his arms. “We’ll get to the bottom of this, okay?”
“How? What’s there to investigate? How can you investigate something when I don’t even know if it’s true? And what if it is?” Lillian retorted.
“I’m sure that’s not possible,” Gordon answered at the door. “The two of us, we know our own bodies. I’m clear on whether or not we had sex. And you’re not an inexperienced girl anymore. If you had sex with both of us, would you be able to get up right now?”
The words were crude, but not wrong.
At least, they’d still had their underwear on at the time. The other person hadn’t dared to strip them completely.
As for Lillian, her top had been torn, but her clothes hadn’t been fully removed.
That proved the person doing this had been cautious and hadn’t gone too far.
Most importantly, if two men and one woman had really done something, the bed wouldn’t have been so neat, with no trace of anything left behind.
With Gordon’s interruption, Lillian calmed down a little. She hadn’t been with other men, but at least with Conrad, every time had left her feeling helpless and embarrassed.
“He’s right,” a woman’s voice rang out in the room.