CEO's Reborn Wife

Chapter 198: Chapter 206: Everything Exploded

I’ve already felt the world’s tenderness towards me, thanks to Brother Edwards. Thank you, Big Brother.

This heartfelt thank you from Jane Sampson didn’t concern her with the unbearable filth people splashed on her; one way or another, she was determined and compelled to go down this path.

Perhaps because it was very late, Hugo Edwards hadn’t replied to Jane Sampson’s message. However, just this one tweet allowed Jane to sleep exceptionally well that night.

Early the next morning, Jane Sampson, as usual, got up early and went to the film and TV town with Daniel Taylor. To keep her spirits unmarred by the clamor of the online realm, she hadn’t surfed the internet since, so she was oblivious to the storm William Rivers and Sophie Young had caused online over just one night.

It wasn’t until she arrived at the film and TV base and listened to Jasmine Seven’s rants on her mobile phone that Jane realized what big news had broken while she had been asleep last night.

”I always said that Sophie Young and William Rivers were disgusting, calling themselves lovers, when in reality they were duping netizens and fans. One kept by someone else, and the other changing hot girls every day. They acted so lovey-dovey on the show that day; thinking about it now makes me sick! And their fans, every single one lacking in quality. Our little fish is so lovely, yet they called her a cunning b*tch. Well, now who’s got egg on their face? It’s clear their idol is the actual cunning b*tch.”

As soon as Jasmine Seven finished, the makeup artist next to her chimed in eagerly, ”I remember watching them on the show and in movies, seeing their interactions, and thinking it was so sweet. Never would have guessed it was all an act, a performance, merely for PR stunts. I feel scammed; it hurts.”

Jane Sampson was shocked; the news that William Rivers and Sophie Young were a fake couple had been leaked?

”By the look of you, you didn’t know anything, right?” Seeing Jane’s bewildered expression, Jasmine Seven poked her arm, ”Take a look at your Twitter; it’s exploding.”

Under Jasmine Seven’s urging, Jane finally logged into Twitter. There were new private messages, and Jane guessed they were from Hugo Edwards. But with Jasmine Seven by her side, she first checked the hot search list and hot topics to see what was going on.

The news that popped up gave Jane quite the shock.

Several professional gossip and paparazzi marketing accounts had posted in the middle of the night that Sophie Young and William Rivers were pretending to be lovers and deceiving their fans. Each account posted lengthy articles, with rich image and text content, and each was different.

One posted a photo of Sophie Young entering a hotel room, cuddled by a rotund man, and even captured her being fondled all the way. Of course, there was also a particularly eye-watering image of the man getting out of a little white car—numerous photos, each more sensational than the last.

The allegations against William Rivers were even more sensational. Different hotels, different rooms, it was as if wherever he went for filming, his affairs followed. The girls in the photos were all different, every style imaginable, even girls from foreign countries.

The articles also exposed that William Rivers and Sophie Young barely communicated in private. Without outsiders around, the two would coldly stick to their mobile phones without any interaction.

The collection of stunning photographs served as hard evidence that the two were indeed fake lovers. Some even trivially began to dig into who Sophie Young’s mysterious backer was while others sought to uncover the identities of the girls drenched by William Rivers’ attentions.