Bringing the Nation's Husband Home II

LX | Coincidence or Not?

"Alexander?" Isabelle whispered puzzled. As she checked the top ten headlines, she noticed that six of them were all about Alexander. She instinctively asked, "How is he? Why does he have so many hit threads on the top searched?"

"Izzy, I really didn't want to tell you.. you say you want to mingle in the entertainment circle, right? Yet you don't even check the entertainment news!" said Camila, full of resentment. Then she continued to elaborate on how the whole situation unfolded.

"Just when your scandal reached its peak, suddenly, someone spread rumors about Mr. Smith. They said that he's the illegitimate child of the Williams Enterprise that he just acquired!

"In recent years, Mr. Smith's follower count was undefeated. On top of all this, he recently acquired Williams Enterprise, and so everyone were quick to draw their attention to something like that. As a result, the news instantly and completely killed your scandal, burying it deep away."

"Izzy, honestly speaking, after knowing Mr. Smith for so many years... I mean, he and I are considered classmates from middle high school. I've always thought he was an orphan. I never imagined that he was actually James's step brother!

"But, Izzy, whoever's behind all this against Mr. Smith, they actually went out and started talking about his mother."

After Camila said that, Isabelle had already clicked onto the top searched topics.

It was like the internet had exploded into chaos! Everyone's discussions were far more sensational than what Camila had described. After so many years, Alexander had accumulated quite a lot of fans, but of course, the more popular a person is, the more people there are who hate them.

And so, when the fans, and haters clamored together, their discussions were incredible. It was so chaotic that, in fact, marketeers and meme makers all started to jump on it, stretching out a day old piece of news. The more people talked about it, the more heated it got, and it didn't seem like it was going to simmer down.

"Izzy, I really didn't know that Mr. Smith's mother used to also be a celebrity, who starred in a few pornos, and someone put those videos up on the internet, and... His mom seemed to also be an escort... Mr. Smith is quite pitiful."

Camila was still talking on the video chat, making Isabelle's fingertips gently tremble with her words. She scrolled through the screen non-stop, looking at people trash, support, mock Alexander, and an unspeakable pain crept into her heart.

"Izzy, it's late. I have to get off now, my boyfriend is calling me to go sleep. Oh right, get in touch with Mr. Smith. He couldn't find you before, and came over to my place a few times.

"The first time he came, it looked like he hadn't slept at all. His clothes were dirty and all crumpled up. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked particularly worse for wear. Honestly speaking, in all the years I've known Alexander, in my heart, he had always represented perfection. I've never seen him like that.

"When he saw me, he grabbed my shoulders and asked where you were, wouldn't I tell him where you were? His voice sounded... Even I felt pity for him. He was like a desperate child."

With that, Camila snorted and said "Bye bye". Just as she was going to end the video call, it seemed like she had just remembered something. She paused for a moment, then said, "Izzy, to be honest, the moment Mr. Smith came to find me, I really thought that he loved you. Like, that really really deep kind of love."

This time, when Camila finished speaking, she didn't pause at all and just hung up the video call.

With the absence of Camila's voice, the room became unusually silent.