Chapter 228 Malicious Comments
Lennon was ruthless when beating up lan
“I got beaten up like this, and no one cared. Tan said in a plaintive voice.
“I was just trying to do a good deed to help a junior who got pregnant, but look what happened,” he continued.
“Their influence is just too great. They came to hit me yesterday, and today, the research lab I work for fired me.” His voice was filled with distress, almost to the point of tears.
Cherise frowned and turned up the volume on the online live broadcast.
“I got him fired from the research institute,” Damien said while leaning back in his chair, not bothering to look up, as he sliced an apple for Cherise. “I was the one who got him into that job in the first place. But he did something against my trust, so I requested that the institute terminate his employment. I don’t see anything wrong with that.”
Cherise pondered momentarily and agreed, “That’s fair enough.”
It was Cherise who had initially requested Damien’s help to secure a job for lan at the research institute. He had gotten the position solely because of the connections related to his association with Damien. Losing a job essentially handed to him through those connections when those ties were cut wasn’t an unexpected outcome. But online netizens had a different perspective.
“Poor guy, don’t lose hope, bro!”
“Don’t stress, buddy, we’ve got your back for some sweet revenge!”
“@AdianaOfficial, you just gonna let them get away with this?”
“Lennon, that’s cold-hearted!”
“Cherise, that’s not cool!”
“Lennon, this is unacceptable!”
“Cherise, you should know better!”
A flood of comments filled the live stream.
As netizens rallied behind him, lan sought to fan the flames of support. He exaggeratedly sighed and remarked, “Hold on, everyone. Cherise probably has her reasons.”
“She has her own matters to deal with, after all…”
“But I’m truly at the end of my rope. As someone without power and influence, oppressed by the privileged, what recourse do I have other than contemplating the unthinkable?” His words hung
heavily in the air, and he stood, peering out at the distant sea as if contemplating a plunge
The live stream feed became a sea of comments – some encouraging him to reconsider others hurling ineults at Cherise and Lennon, and some lamenting the state of society
“lan!” A young man in white rushed to his side, grabbing lan’s arm. “Don’t give up, no matter what Let’s figure this out together.”
“Look at all the people supporting you online. We’ll speak to the head of the institute, and hell surely listen,” A girl chimed in, her words resonating with the live chat audience.
“Let’s gather at the institute’s entrance and make our voices heard together!”
“Let’s persuade the director: it’ll make a difference!”
Cherise clutched her phone, her eyes scanning the array of comments from netizens. She was taken aback by the malice people could muster. Oblivious to the truth, they refused to investigate, letting a mere brawl video paint her as a promiscuous woman who had an affair with Lennon and was now pregnant. Their words, harsh and defamatory, poured in without remorse
“Stop reading their comments.” Damien interjected, shielding her phone with his hand. “I’ll handle this”
Cherise closed her eyes, but the hurtful words echoed in her mind. “I want. I want to deal with it myself,” she stated, her head held high as she looked at Damien with a determined gaze. “I want to reclaim my reputation and honor on my own.”
Damien assured her. “I can protect you.”
