Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 297 Collect Evidence

The journalists were excited holding on-camera microphones. They struggled to break free from the

bodyguards.

There were not as many journalists here as those at the main entrance, but bodyguards mainly

gathered here.

Therefore, thirty bodyguards held more than twenty journalists down. They had no way out, no matter

how they struggled.

These journalists were angry and hateful to the bodyguards.

They had no choice but to shout at Amber in the distance, "Miss Reed, please tell the public if you sent

someone to defile Miss Gardner?"

"Miss Rong, please tell us the truth."

Amber creased her brows and ignored the journalists.

The journalists were unhappy with her attitude and quickly threw out several more questions.

"Miss Reed, you're saying nothing. Can we take this as tacit consent?"

"Did you really arrange six men for Miss Gardner? Don't you think it was vicious?"

"Vicious?" Amber finally stopped in her tracks.

The man beside her also stopped.

They looked towards that journalist together.

Amber's face was emotionless as she stared at that journalist, "You call me vicious?"

"Isn't it?" This journalist shivered, facing Amber's icy stare.

He wondered how a woman could have such a strong sense of oppression.

And the man beside her didn't reveal his face with sunglasses.

But he could likewise guess that the man looked at him with a frightening face, giving him the feeling

that his neck was being strangled and he couldn't breathe.

This sunglasses man looked familiar to the journalist.

Amber sneered. "It seems that she convinced you guys so that you labeled me as a vicious woman.

You're all adults, but you can't tell right from wrong. I would like to say Makenna is the vicious woman

here!

The journalists were first shocked and then became even more excited.

"Miss Reed, did you mean that Miss Gardner made this up? You didn't do such a thing?"

"Then do you have proof, Miss Reed?"

They believed Makenna for what she said on the livestream.

After all, Makenna couldn't lie if she dared to announce it in public. Otherwise, her career would end. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

So, they did not think Makenna would risk her career by slandering Amber online.

However, Amber's words made the journalists waver.

Some of these journalists clicked open the live channel when Amber came out. There were hundreds

of thousands of viewers in it at the moment.

When these viewers heard Amber's words, they began to discuss.

"Amber is right. We have to think like an adult. What we hear is all Makenna's talk on the Internet. So, it

doesn't have any proof. It's open for discussion."

"That's right, the most important thing is, Makenna as a victim, shouldn't she call the police the first

time? Why didn't she do so? Instead, she put it on the Internet, which clearly was some sort of publicity

trick."

These were some wise minds talking.

The rest firmly believed that Amber was the criminal.

"Makenna wants to tell us the truth so that we can know about Amber's evil deed. If I were Makenna, I

would do the same. I would let the whole world see what kind of woman Amber is."

"Agree. Well, did Amber call the police? If she didn't do it, she could have called the police, right? If she

didn't, that means she is suspicious."

The two sides were in an uproar.

Makenna was watching this livestream in the hospital ward. She almost threw the tablet out as she

looked at the comments against her.

But then she found some comforts from the other side which approved her.

Amber did not know about the livestream. Her eyes indifferently scanned the journalists, "I can't prove

my innocence until this evening."

These words quieted down the entire parking.

A few seconds later, the journalists and the viewers in the livestream all stirred up.

"Miss Reed, are you collecting evidence? Will you finish it by tonight?" A journalist shot out a question.

Many journalists hated him for taking the initiative.

Did he have any moral ethics?

"Right!" Amber nodded, then looked at a camera and said in a grave tone, "I will disclose it to everyone

before midnight to prove myself. If not, I will put Makenna in jail!"

Elias's surgery should be over at midnight.

If Elias didn't cooperate, then Amber would turn him in. She had recorded phone calls with him, and

Elias talked about setting Makenna up.

So, no matter what, Amber had a way back!

Makenna's heart raced in the ward as she listened to Amber's announcement. She grasped the tablet

hard, and her heart was full of uneasiness.

Amber was collecting evidence, and she could finish it before midnight.

Was this… possible?

Makenna's heart was beating fast as if it was going to jump out of her throat.

She was not sure whether Amber was true or not. She was afraid that if Amber was true, she would

lose everything.

Makenna defamed Amber because she was sure Amber couldn't prove herself, but now...

Makenna bit her lips hard. Regret crept into her head.

The journalists wanted to ask more questions.

But Amber felt that was enough. There was no need to waste time with these journalists. Everything

will be out at night.

She turned her head to look at Jared, "Let's go."

Jared felt flattered, and the eyes behind the sunglasses gleamed with happiness.

"Okay," He pushed the sunglasses and answered in a soft tone.

He had put the sunglasses on in the elevator to avoid being recognized by the journalists and bringing

Amber bigger trouble.

After all, everyone knew about their relationship.

Makenna was messing up with Amber. If the journalists find out that he broke off his engagement with

Makenna and came to Amber, he must be in deep trouble.

Good thing that the sunglasses were big enough to cover most of his face.

Amber took out the car key and pressed it twice to unlock the door when the car arrived.

But as she reached out to open the door, a series of footsteps came sharply, accompanied by a voice

full of malice, "Go to hell, bitch!"