Chapter 271 I've Made a Police Report
My eyes widened in shock when I heard Dad's words. I asked, "Why should I?"
Jack sneered and pulled out the video clip of me going to the Simpson residence on his phone. "Why don't you tell us? Don't you know what the entire internet is saying about this video? What will happen to the company's image if you continue to handle it?"
"But I did nothing of the sort," I responded nonchalantly. "I've been going to Mr. Simpson's place because I promised to make him lunch for a certain period of time. After that, he'll collaborate with us."
At the next moment, silence hung over the meeting room. It was as if everyone had agreed on a reaction beforehand. They were uncharacteristically united.
I swept my eyes across the room and smiled self-derisively. "Don't you all believe in me?"
Dad looked heartbroken. "Of course, we do. It's just that—"
Mr. Ward suddenly interrupted and asked, "What difference does it make if we believe in you? Are you aware that your image directly affects the compa

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