Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 766 Black Face

At this moment, how could Ophelia Wilson possibly answer anything?

She had already been escorted out by the company staff. The group left in such a hurry it was more like a desperate escape than a hasty departure.

At such an event, for something like this to happen, it really was a major incident!

The reporters who couldn’t catch up to Ophelia Wilson and were temporarily restricted by security didn’t panic. They quickly called their stations and companies to rapidly release the news.

The newspapers couldn’t be printed in time, but they could post on blogs, and now they could even post on Weibo.

In any case, such big news definitely couldn’t be wasted.

Compared to the chaos on the scene, the internet was truly exploding, right?

That video had been screen-captured by many and was being shared all over the internet.

"Ophelia Wilson, does your face hurt?"

"I really thought someone framed her, I even felt sorry for her. Now I’m so mad I want to slap myself twice!"

"Slut! So shameless!"

"So that’s how she got the endorsement! She’s pretty experienced, huh? Did she get her previous roles this way too?"

"Definitely, she’s won over so many times before. I really feel for the actors who lost to her!"

To be honest, Ophelia Wilson was really just cornered recently and only made a deal once. Before that, she didn’t need to do these things.

She had the Wilson Clan backing her, and Albert Fletcher, a top agent, by her side. Did she need to use such despicable means?

However, now people on the internet no longer believe that, and they were throwing all sorts of nasty accusations at her, cursing her harshly!

"Oh my, this is so exciting!" Sophie Wilson clapped her hands in excitement, almost jumping up in place to cheer.

"What’s the matter?" Charles Seymour looked up with a remarkably calm expression, pretending not to know anything.

"Hey, did you not see earlier? There’s actually a video from Director Lewis’s room, clear and uncensored, recording all of Ophelia Wilson’s dealings with him!"

"Ophelia can’t deny anything now." Sophie Wilson’s smile was so wide it nearly split her face.

"This evidence is strong." Charles Seymour said calmly, knowing that being praised by Sophie was far better than self-praise.

He was waiting for Sophie’s compliments, and when the time came, he would fully accept them without reservation.

"Yes, incredibly strong!" Sophie Wilson clapped in excitement, "Before, people didn’t have substantial evidence of that disguise, but now they do. Director Lewis’s made-up ’girlfriend’ has also been exposed."

"The incident of the waiter providing false testimony for Ophelia is now backed by complete evidence." Sophie Wilson couldn’t contain her laughter, her body trembling lightly, "Beautiful, this counterattack is too beautiful!"

"This evidence is practically perfect to the extreme!" Sophie Wilson praised without restraint, and Charles Seymour nodded repeatedly in agreement. How could the evidence he found not be perfect? Now Sophie should know who’s the most impressive man.

"Albert Fletcher is truly amazing!" Sophie Wilson declared, and then Charles’s calm smile froze instantly. Did he, did he just hear that?

"Albert Fletcher... amazing?" Charles Seymour gritted his teeth and asked.

"Yeah." An excited Sophie Wilson was completely unaware of Charles’s change in mood, chuckling, "How do you think Albert Fletcher managed to sneak into the room and install the camera?"

"He really put in a lot of effort." Sophie Wilson marveled, completely unaware that someone had already turned stormy with anger.