The study door was knocked.
She looked up and saw Christopher come in.
"The surveillance from the garage and the recorder from your car have all been taken care of. I've directly handed them over to the police. It's most appropriate for the police to clarify the rumors and publish the truth." Christopher's low and captivating voice slowly said as he wheeled towards the desk.
——This also saves her from being attacked by those trolls and haters again.
Amelia nodded, somewhat unconvinced, and said, "You, Mr. Hart, have quite the influence. There's nothing that can stump you."
"Did I hear that right? In this lifetime, I actually got praised by someone. I could die without regrets now." He smiled roguishly, his tone laced with mockery.
The woman rolled her eyes at him, her gaze returning to her phone, only to suddenly find something that made her frown.