Tina frowned and sized up the man. âIf she really did that, do you still want to clear her name?â
âThatâs none of your concern.â
Westonâs eyes flashed a hint of impatience. âThe sky high legal fee Ford Corporation is paying you, and the reputation your firm will be getting from this should be enough for you to give it your all.â
âCertainly. We are professionals,â Tina said. âWe will do our best to fulfill your request.â âDonât let me down.â
It didnât take long for Stella to look at the man who had gone and returned.
Weston did not look as if he had any excessive emotions and walked up to her as usual and held out his hand to her. âCome with me. Iâll take you home.â
Stellaâs eyes were hollow. âI heard from the lawyer that there is no bail for criminal cases.â
He held her hand straightaway. âYou donât have to worry about that. Just come with me.â
She stood up, but her legs gave out. She obviously had little energy left. Weston picked her up and brought her out of the police station.
A luxury car was waiting outside the door. Once they were out, Stella heard a chorus of curses, âThey are out, they are out!â
âIs it Stella?â:
âItâs her!â
âMurderer! Sheâs a murderer!â
Reporters were pervasive creatures of late, and they swarmed toward them like locusts the moment they received news from unknown sources.
âMr. Ford, is it true that your new wife killed your son out of jealousy?â
âMs. Sealey, you killed an innocent child after becoming Mrs. Ford because you couldnât tolerate him being Guinevereâs son. Do you have any regrets? Do you feel guilty?â
Apart from the rabid reporters, Guinevereâs fans who received the news had also come and were gathered outside.
âItâs her! She killed Gwenâs son!â
âShe is a bitch! She snatched Gwenâs husband away, then killed her son!â
âGwen has a rare blood type. She wonât be able to have another child againâ¦â
âWhat a ruthless woman! I hope she goes to hell!â
Stella was not sure who threw a rotten egg at her, but it seemed that they had planned it in advance.
Subsequently, all the eggs they had were smashed into her face The stench was unbearable.
Stella closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found nothing on her.
Weston had blocked all the attacks for her. With a stoic face, he ordered Ben, who was beside him,â
Arrest all the troublemakers.â
âYes, Mr. Ford.â
âStella, say something if you dare! Explain yourself!â
âMurderer!â
âMurderer! Go to hell!â
âYouâll die, murderer!â âQuiet, quiet! Stop it!â
Considering that the large commotion broke out outside the police station, the officers on duty immediately came to restore order. At the sight of the police, the mob quickly dispersed and made their quick escape.
Ben looked in the direction the people were running at and understood the situation.
Those reporters were real, and so were the fans. However, only that person would know if there was someone manipulating these people in secret. They got into the car.