Chapter 305
Chapter 305:
Rosanna froze, her face attempting to maintain composure, but the subtle tremble in her eyes betrayed her.
Just then, Pattie arrived, flanked by a group of imposing bodyguards.
“Make way!” The bodyguards, large and formidable, cleared a path through the reporters, escorting Maia and Roland away.
The reporters, left without any interview subjects, turned their attention back to Rosanna. She was trapped, surrounded with no escape.
A barrage of sharp questions came at her from all directions.
“Miss Morgan, did you have any involvement in orchestrating the car accident p>
“Miss Morgan, how do you feel about your fans losing the case p>
“Miss Morgan, you claimed earlier that they didn’t know this, so they must be innocent. But now the court has ruled them guilty—do you think the verdict is fair p>
Rosanna’s hands shot up to shield her face as she scrambled to escape.
“I don’t know! I know nothing… Move, let me through p>
She fled in panic, her dignity shattered, humiliated beyond measure. Her frantic flight from the scene became an unforgettable spectacle.
The reporters were quick to capture it, and Rosanna’s distressed and humiliated expression was immortalized by high-definition cameras.
When the news broke, the video spread like wildfire, shared tens of thousands of times within hours.
Rosanna’s panicked face shot to the top of trending topics! Her name was on everyone’s lips again — but for all the wrong reasons.
The internet exploded with mocking comments, insults, and demands for Rosanna to turn herself in and cover the medical bills for the injured lawyer.
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This time, however, Rosanna’s fanbase remained eerily silent. Normally, they’d be the first to rise to her defense, crafting excuses even for her most outrageous actions. But this time, the silence was deafening.
Perhaps, just perhaps, they had grown disillusioned.
Meanwhile, a sleek luxury car glided smoothly along the highway.
Inside the car, an uneasy silence lingered.
Pattie sat in the front seat, unusually quiet, though her eyes flickered between Roland and Maia in the backseat, betraying the whirlwind of questions spinning in her mind. Her curiosity was evident on her face, impossible to miss. Roland had undeniably captured her attention, especially with his poised and decisive demeanor in court. The way he handled himself sparked admiration in her.
She had dated her fair share of boyfriends, yet none had exuded the same aura that Roland did. Her heart, usually difficult to stir, now beat with an unfamiliar rhythm.
In contrast, Maia kept her head bowed low, her fingers swiftly tapping out a message to Elvira. “Why did your brother show up?” Elvira’s reply was brief and clueless. “Hmm? I have no idea!” Maia stared at the screen, speechless. Could she be any more oblivious?
Seeing that she wouldn’t get an answer from Elvira, Maia tucked her phone away and tilted her head slightly to glance at the man beside her. His face was carved with tension. Drawing a steadying breath, she asked, “Why did you come today p>
Roland kept his gaze fixed on the road ahead, answering coolly, “I happened to have a case here p>
As if sensing her disbelief, he added a moment later, “I had just gotten off the plane when I heard about your lawyer’s accident. So, I rushed over p>
Maia arched an eyebrow in quiet skepticism. “Have a case here? What kind of major case in Wront would demand your personal attention?” Roland, utterly unbothered, continued scrolling through his phone with a nonchalant air.
“The case involves confidential matters,” he replied, his voice as composed as ever. “I’m afraid I can’t reveal any details p>