Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 819

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 819

The fire in the laboratory building of Princeton University was on the social news, and the media soon learned it was an intentional murder. The network’s attention continued to rise. However, when the reporters intended to further dig into the identity of the victim, they received a warning call from the higher-ups. They were absolutely not allowed to expose the identity of the victim, otherwise, the whole studio would have to close down.

However, there were some exceptionally cunning reporters who had already found out the news from the students who knew that Crystal and Phyllis had a grudge against each other. Although they did not know about Crystal’s family background, they could make up stories after knowing the names. They posted the news overnight. However, in less than half an hour, their team found that their accounts had been blocked, and the news had been deleted. Even the repost and screenshots were all gone.

At first, this group of people thought that there was a bug on the website. They called to complain, but the other party’s tone was quite gentle. “I was about to look for you… You should soon receive the summons of the court. You’ll be charged with leaking the privacy of citizens and defamation. You’re unlucky to have hit the trigger. Everyone knows to shut up now. It’s your fate after what you’ve done.”

“?! What do you mean?” The leader of the team was stunned. “Didn’t I just dig up a piece of f*cking news? How could that be called defamation? You…”

Before he could finish his words, there was only a busy tone on the phone. Obviously, the other party hung up the phone directly.

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The leader cursed and scratched his hair. Before he could think of what to do, the door was knocked on. He raised his chin and asked his men to open the door. As soon as the wooden door was opened, the man standing in front took out an ID from his pocket and said, “Police.”

Danny was used to this kind of negotiation. He was always in an orderly manner, but the “clatter” sound made everyone in the office tremble.

The old principal sighed and said, “Mr. Evans, we’re not trying to shirk our responsibility, but this is really unexpected. We couldn’t have known in advance that Phyllis was going to set fire… Now the laboratory building has been seriously damaged, and it is estimated that it can’t be used for one whole year. There are also reporters outside, and we are all anxious.”

“Yes, yes.” One of the school directors stood up with a bitter frown on his face. “President Evans, please be considerate of us.”