Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203 Just Another Desperate Reporter

Chapter 203 Just Another Desperate Reporter

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Tess gave Connor the address for her shop–the one Bessie had been fixing up. It was pretty much done now.

“Sure. Whenever works for you works for me.”

Connor nodded politely. The way his eyes narrowed slightly, along with the faint lines at the corners, made him look like some classy gentleman.

Once they parted ways, Tess rubbed her narrow shoulders.

The day was turning into night. A cold breeze swept by, making her face tighten even though she wasn’t sure why. She glanced around the street like she wasn’t looking for anything specific … but maybe she was.

Her phone rang. It was Marc.

“Are you still out there? Tess, your name’s all over the internet right now!”

Marc’s tone was tired and irritated, probably with that crumpled, sour look on his face.

Wayne had thrown this mess at him as “training,” telling him to handle it in a way that kept Tess happy.

“Still out there?” Tess caught what he said. “Wait–how do you know what I’m doing?”

“Because I know. Go check the entertainment news. You’re just standing there looking around, but they’ve already turned it into some shady guilty–conscience thing.”

Tess stayed quiet, which only made Marc sound more annoyed.

“Guilty conscience?”

Her lips parted, but no words came out.

Then her phone pinged. It was a breaking news alert.

Tess was accused of cheating, caught in a secret fling with Cavrielle’s CEO!

The comments section was full of smug and nasty takes.

“See? I told you. Why else would Cavrielle’s big boss show up in Aetheris for her? They’re having an affair, obviously!”

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Chapter 203 Just Another Desperate Reporter

“She’s still with Mr. Lock and already seeing someone else? Gross.”

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“Come on, it’s obvious. Sure, he’s fit for his age, but he’s over 20 years older than her. I don’t even know what she sees in him. How shameless.”

Tess scrolled once, her eyes turning cold.

She was about to tell Connor she’d handle it herself, but before she could type, his came in first. “I’ll handle this. Don’t worry.”

message

Her gaze stayed on the words for a moment before she typed back, “No need. I’ll take care of it this time.”

Her text was short and clear.

Connor stopped, tightening his grip on the phone. He looked at her contact name and pictured her face–soft but strong, with a kind of quiet toughness that stuck with him.

He’d heard about her beauty and talent before, but seeing her in person? The way she carried herself left a real impression.

She was humble, but powerful. Rare at her age.

“Tess, are you even listening? Should I get Wayne—I mean, the CEO, to help? But you’ll owe me. I want another design sketch. Actually, the more, the better.”

Marc glanced at his screen. The call was still connected, but she hadn’t answered yet. He went from frowning to smiling at the thought.

Her voice returned calm and steady. “I already know how I’m going to deal with it.”

Marc groaned, but then straightened up. “Oh? What’s the plan?”

Tess ran a thumb over her nails, then looked up, her gaze sharp. “If people want to keep digging up dirt on me, the best way to shut them up is to prove them wrong in public.”

A cold smile touched her lips as she glanced at the blog post she’d written.

Her finger hovered over “Send,” then slid to “Save as Draft” instead.

“You stay out of this,” she told him before hanging up.

Marc just gave a half–hearted “fine.”

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