Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 135

After everything she’d done, there was no way she’d let Zinnia reap the benefits.

It never crossed her mind that Polaris Media—a powerhouse in the industry—would personally oversee the live hearing.

With such a reputable company presiding, she couldn’t even find a plausible excuse to rally fans into questioning the fairness of the broadcast.

Polaris Media’s authority was simply unassailable.

A flicker of malice flashed across Noelle’s face.

She frantically used her burner account to stir up trouble in the livestream chat—

[So what if her medical skills are top-notch? Would you really trust a doctor with no morals?]

[Don’t forget, she’s the mistress who tried to break up a family—a total homewrecker.]

[There’s no way to spin this. I wouldn’t let a mistress treat me; what if she set her sights on my husband next? I might not leave the hospital alive!]

[…]

The moment Noelle steered the conversation, public opinion veered off course.

Aside from a handful of doctors and med students still discussing the brilliant surgery, everyone else in the chat was now hurling accusations at Zinnia, branding her the other woman.

Charles hurried off to find Landon, phone in hand.

He found him standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows, cradling a cup of black coffee, lost in thought. Landon’s entire demeanor was shadowed and cold, an unsettling chill radiating from him.

Charles hovered nervously at the doorway, hesitating to step inside.

“Did you need something?” Landon’s voice broke the silence—low, sharp, and detached.

His icy gaze flicked over.

“Sir, Mr. Morrison just called. Zinnia’s getting dragged online because of Xander’s situation. There’s a live hearing happening right now,” Charles reported, handing over his phone.

Landon’s pupils contracted as he turned his attention to the livestream.

To make it easier for his boss to focus, Charles thoughtfully disabled the comment feed.

Neither of them saw the barrage of insults calling Zinnia a homewrecker.

Landon fixed his eyes on Zinnia’s face on the screen.

She sat at the conference table, composed and unflinching, betraying not a hint of anxiety or discomfort.

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