Substitute Her to Love You novel Chapter 404

They were Patrick and Kelsi.

The car passed by them quickly. I turned around desperately. But I didn't have time to see Patrick's expression clearly.

Why did it turn out like this?

At that moment, my mind went blank. And everything between Shelton and me emerged again.

"Could it be that Patrick is lying to me as well?"

The saddest thing was that even though I had seen everything with my eyes, I still believed Patrick in my heart.

Maybe I saw it wrong. And the man just assembled Patrick.

Or perhaps, they...they were just talking...

It was so ridiculous. I had thought about breaking up with Patrick before. But when I saw such a scene now, I felt extremely sad.

I didn't notice when Nancy's car arrived at the restaurant. It wasn't until she opened the car door for me and I looked up that I found that we had arrived.

On the side, Paulina flattered me, "Boss, please

get off the car."

I was stunned for a moment before coming to my senses. Then I forced a smile, curled up the corner of my mouth, and put away all the emotions in my heart. After that, I got out of the car.

At this time, Nancy stood aside and looked at me. Frowning, she said, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

"No." I shook my head.

Paulina had been quite careless. However, hearing Nancy's words, she immediately asked, "Could it be that the food is too expensive here? Janetta, you feel sorry for your wallet, right?"

Nancy said with a smile, "How can it be? Towering High gets Janetta's back. Even if she acquires this restaurant, she won't feel sorry for her wallet."

At this moment, I found Nancy's words overwhelmingly sarcastic.

I forced a smile and said nothing.

It didn't take us a long time to finish the meal.

During this period, I didn't speak much. At first, Paulina tried to liven the atmosphere. Later, seeing that I didn't answer her, she concentrated on eating.

After the meal, Nancy sent me home.

I went upstairs directly, turned on my laptop, and began to browse the social websites.

At this time, the public changed their opinions. And this matter was even listed in the most searched hashtags. In just a few hours, it had already climbed to the top ten ranks. Unexpectedly, the title of the most searched hashtags read, "Please apologize to Janetta Nolan."

I clicked on the most searched hashtags and found a post from my classmates at college.

And the post read, "When Charlotte Archer, that is, Janetta Nolan, was slandered online a few days ago. I spoke up for her, only to be scolded badly. But now, I can finally speak up for her above-board!"

Then, the poster listed out what I had done at college one by one.

And the dirty deeds Caroline had done at college were mentioned in the post as well.

In fact, I knew that this classmate of mine was not necessarily all with good intentions. After all, there was a bright red V badge next to her profile.

Anyway, it was a good thing. If they could get more traffic by praising me, they could praise me more.

Besides this classmate of mine, many paid posters all changed their wordings and began to speak up for me to gain the public's attention.

Many of them mentioned the relationship between Rosy and me.

After reading the relative posts, I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nobody would have thought that even though Rosy had passed away for many years, she was still the one who helped me.

I went out of the study and went into the master bedroom. Standing in front of Rosy's portrait and looking at her kind smile, I stood there and said with tears all over my eyes, "Grandma, thank you."

Perhaps, in the final analysis, Rosy was the only one in the world who loved me the most.

I went into the bathroom and took a shower. After I came out, I received a text from Nancy, saying that someone had deposited 50 thousand dollars into the studio's bank account. Although the sender was anonymous, he left a note, which read, "Compensation for the damage done to your studio."

That was great. Everything was developing in a good way.

I dried my hair, sat on the bed, and read the comments on my cell phone for a while. Feeling a little sleepy, I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up again, it had been dark

outside.

I got up and went downstairs. The lights downstairs were not turned on. I stood at the stairway entrance, looking around while going downstairs. Failing to stand still, I rolled down the stairs!