Go and stay at my house

Brittany, seeing someone playing the hero, sneered disdainfully. "This handsome guy, you should know, she's not a good person. She's just a woman who loves to seduce men. Living here, who knows how many men she's brought home overnight. What's more infuriating is that my son has always been honest, and she even tried to seduce him. You better open your eyes wide and see clearly!" She casually slandered Ophelia once again.

Ophelia, upon hearing the landlord's words, exclaimed in anger, "What are you saying?"

"What, seducing my son and not wanting to be talked about? I'll make the whole world know your true colors!" Brittany said ruthlessly.

Ophelia was heartbroken with anger. Such casual defamation was simply intolerable!

Just as Ophelia was boiling with anger, Connor walked up beside her, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and looked coldly at the landlord. "I know what kind of person my wife is."

Brittany was momentarily stunned. "Your wife?" Then, she turned to Ophelia mockingly. "It seems someone finally wants to take over a broken shoe like you. You have no idea how many people you've harmed. Now someone's willing to take you." Then, she turned to Connor.

Ophelia hadn't expected the landlord to lie so maliciously!

Connor's gaze grew even colder. "Defamation is a punishable offense, and it seems like you're looking at three years in prison."

Brittany was taken aback for a moment, but then she sneered. "Are you trying to scare me? I'll be right here waiting to see how you handle this!"

Ophelia felt a bit uneasy seeing Connor confront the landlord because of her. "Don't bother with her! I'll just move out."

She really didn't want to argue anymore. Dealing with such a shrew, even with the police and lawyers involved, might not be easy.

Seeing Ophelia like this, Connor placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I'll help you pack your things."

Brittany, seeing Connor and Ophelia no longer arguing, assumed she had won. "Hah, even men like you aren't any good."

Ophelia had initially wanted to let it go, but she didn't expect Brittany to insult Connor too. Ophelia, who had been about to enter her room, suddenly turned back, glared fiercely at Brittany, and then slapped her across the face. "Watch your words and show some decency... Otherwise, your son, who is nothing but a game addict, might never find a wife... You might want to reflect on whether your harsh mouth ruins his life!"

Brittany had always seen Ophelia as a delicate young girl, but she couldn't believe she had just resorted to violence.

And her words were so sharp, she even cursed Brittany's son in her anger?

Brittany, furious, pointed at Ophelia's nose. "You... You hit me! And cursed my son!" She looked fierce.

As Brittany waved her hand, Ophelia grabbed her arm firmly, looking her straight in the eye without backing down. "There are things I've been letting slide, but since you're being so rude, I want to ask you something. Why did the previous tenant leave? There were rumors of finding a camera in the bathroom! Do you think money can settle that? If this matter gets exposed again, I wonder, will your son be held accountable by the police?" She then forcefully released Brittany's arm. "So, you better apologize to me, or I'll see whose loss will be greater!"

Brittany, who had been so arrogant earlier, seemed to have softened a bit after hearing Ophelia's words, but she still gave Ophelia a fierce glare. "You... You're ruthless!"

Ophelia gave her a cold glance. "Is that your apology? If so, I wouldn't mind calling the police right now. You know, I'm a magazine editor, I have connections with the police, and I have several classmates working at the station..."

After hearing Ophelia's words, Brittany, though reluctant, still lowered her head. "I'm sorry... I... I shouldn't have slandered you!" With that, she left in a huff.

Watching Ophelia decisively handle everything, Connor was somewhat surprised.

He had thought Ophelia might not handle it well, but now it seemed she wasn't incapable of dealing with it; rather, she chose not to, considering it unnecessary trouble. "You had a way to deal with that landlord all along?" Connor asked curiously. "What's the story with the camera?"

Ophelia shrugged. "When I moved in, I found out the previous tenant had left abruptly, reportedly after a dispute with the landlord, but they seemed to have reconciled. After moving in, I noticed traces of devices in a corner of the room and near the bathroom vent... and with the landlord having a shut-in son, it wasn't hard to put the pieces together."

"Are you not afraid to live in a place like this?" Connor asked.

"The camera incident has been resolved. I believe that shut-in son won't act again so soon. Plus, I've checked everything, changed the door lock, so there's nothing to fear," Ophelia explained. She added a key piece of information: the rent here was very cheap at the time, otherwise she wouldn't have risked choosing to live here.

After hearing Ophelia's explanation, Connor felt surprised. "You're quite the analyzer."

Ophelia shrugged helplessly. "Being a journalist, you tend to overthink things." She glanced at Connor. "Thank you for helping me!"

"Even without me, you could handle it just fine, right?" Connor said.

Ophelia pondered for a moment. Indeed, she could handle it without Connor. However, the feeling of venting just now was quite satisfying.

"Alright, I'll handle things here myself. You should go back. Thank you for your help!" Ophelia said.

Connor looked at Ophelia and said lightly, "It's not easy for you to find accommodation right away. I have many empty rooms at my place. You can stay there for now..."