"What is this...?" Claire Sinclair took the phone and immediately saw a video.
In the video, a crowd of people—men and women, young and old—stood in outrage. The ones in the front row held up a banner that read: CLAIRE SINCLAIR, GET OUT OF THE MEDIA!
Meanwhile, the crowd was screaming:
"Claire Sinclair is industry garbage!"
"Claire Sinclair took a bribe to whitewash a scumbag! Get out of journalism!"
"Claire Sinclair is garbage! She's not fit to be a reporter!"
"What is Claire Sinclair? Answer me—"
"The face of home-wreckers!"
...
'What the hell!'
'How did I become the face of home-wreckers overnight?'
Claire Sinclair was caught between laughter and tears. She handed the phone back to Landon Winston. "So, they're here to protest me. I'll just go in through the back."
"Yes." Landon Winston silently drove the car to the back entrance of the tower.
But another crowd of protesters was gathered at the back as well.
Sigh...
