"There is a photo in your album where you secretly took a picture of Mr. Cavendish."
Missy's words made Christina's face suddenly darken.
How could she have forgotten about the online album?
"Phone."
William spoke coldly.
At this moment, the phone was in the hands of the police. His meaning was clear enough; he wanted to check it himself.
He was the undisputed heir of the Cavendish family, the first family of Stargate City, and a business tycoon known for his cunning and power plays.
Who would dare to challenge his authority?
Soon, Christina's phone was handed to William by the police.
William's face was grim as he opened the phone without a word.
He saw the album.
It was a photo of him standing in front of a pond, wearing a gray turtleneck sweater and smoking.
The album was titled "Love of My Life."
Christina's note read: "I have a secret."
The name was William.
William almost threw the phone at Christina, "Christina, what else do you have to say?"
Christina knew that after seeing this, William was even more convinced that she was madly in love with him.
Christina remained calm, "Is it wrong to have a crush when I was young? Besides, there's no law that says you have to love someone forever."
Christina picked up the phone.
Fortunately, only the tempered glass screen protector was broken, otherwise, it would have been another hefty expense.
She then turned to the police, "Officer, you can investigate the public opinion issue yourself. It wasn't me who posted it. As for my real-name report, you can either take me away for investigation now or whatever you see fit. I accept it all."
At this point, what was there to be afraid of?
Before the police could say anything, Jennifer spoke up first, "I have two habits when I paint. My father does have special paints, but how I use them and when I use them is my freedom."
Jennifer's eyes coldly looked at Christina.
The next second, the head of the architecture institute spoke.
"The annual Golden Cup Award is coming up. Your real-name report is just a ploy to enter the competition. I'll give you a chance, and also give Ms. Spencer a chance."
"By then, Ms. Spencer's hand will be healed, and there will be no favoritism. If Ms. Spencer can publicly prove that she didn't use a ghostwriter, then you must apologize to Ms. Spencer and the architecture institute in person."
The Golden Cup Award was indeed not far off.
Jennifer had deliberately injured herself, but how deep could the wounds on her hand be?
However, since the architecture institute had said so, they would wait for the competition and let Jennifer be thoroughly humiliated.
"Fine."
Christina's eyes were full of determination.
Seeing the situation, the police first criticized and educated Missy for her behavior.
"No matter how good your relationship is, you can't insult others online in someone else's name. This is an invasion of privacy and reputation."
"I know I was wrong."
Missy lowered her head.
But the police didn't care about her excuses, "You need to apologize to your friend and Ms. Spencer, not us."
Missy took a deep breath.
She looked at Christina, then at Jennifer.
Compared to Christina's indifference at the moment, Jennifer seemed much gentler.
Missy lowered her head, "Christina, it's all my fault. I meant well but did the wrong thing."
"Ms. Spencer, I'm sorry."
She's apologizing now?
Jennifer found it amusing.
But with so many people around, Jennifer had to maintain her gentle and understanding image.
However, Missy's actions did help her a bit.
She smiled, "You're Christina's friend, and you're still young. This is a misunderstanding, and it's good to clear it up."
A misunderstanding?
Clear it up?
Christina almost laughed out of anger at Jennifer's words.
Jennifer thought that Missy's online exposure was just a convenient opportunity.
Jennifer wanted to push all the blame onto Christina, to make William despise Christina even more.
Jennifer's self-harm and Christina's report, Jennifer's "wounds" from the self-harm conveniently became her shield.
Jennifer must be thrilled.
Christina said coldly, "Don't drag me into everything. I didn't ask you to post it for me."
With that, Christina turned and walked away.
These people could argue all they wanted.
At this point, she couldn't stand to look at them any longer.
"Stop."
William's cold voice commanded.
His voice was authoritative.
Before Christina could react, William walked up to her.
William's hand pressed on her shoulder, "Go back to the villa and stop causing trouble here. I'll deal with you when I get back."
William didn't lower his voice on purpose.
Jennifer and Missy both heard it.
Especially Jennifer, she was incredulous.
"William, you..."
William was referring to Moonlight Citadel, not the Cavendish Mansion.
Even though there was a big scene last night, and Christina's behavior was so disgusting now.
Why would William still let Christina go to his villa?
Christina had such a shameless love for William. Letting her go to his villa would only give her a chance to succeed.
William's thin lips moved slowly, his voice low and stern, "I'll take you back to the hospital."
Other than that, William said nothing else.
Jennifer couldn't argue.
But before leaving, Jennifer gave Christina a deep, resentful look.
Christina's lips curled into a cold smile.
Jennifer was trying to warn her?
No way.
As for William's warning, she wouldn't listen.
Since she had left William's villa, there was no way she would go back.
Christina turned and walked out.
She didn't expect Missy to catch up.
"Christina, wait for me."
The next second, Missy ran up to her.
Christina was indifferent to her, "Get lost."
Missy was at best a small fry, and if they had to break up, so be it.
Besides, she had already fallen out with William and Jennifer. Why would she be afraid of Missy?
Missy tried to grab Christina's hand, "Christina, don't be mad. I just wanted to help you vent your anger. And if I didn't do this, Mr. Cavendish would never know you love him. How long were you going to keep this feeling hidden?"
Missy's eyes were filled with tears.
"You didn't say that before. You kept implying it was my fault. Missy, how can you be so fickle?"
She wasn't deaf, nor had she lost her memory.
She wouldn't show any mercy to Missy.
She didn't let Missy grab her hand.
Missy was stunned. It had only been a day, and Christina seemed like a different person.
"I was doing it for your own good. What status do you have in the Cavendish family? Can you fight against William or Jennifer?"
Missy was now playing the victim and outright slandering her?
Christina wouldn't tolerate it.