"Of course I trust you. I know exactly what kind of woman you are," Mr. Huo's low, gentle voice reassured her.
"Good, as long as you believe me. I'll hang up now." Lin Banxia felt a sense of calm settle over her after his response.
"Alright. If anything comes up, call me. I'll arrange for someone to deal with everything on the internet right away." Though he couldn't see her expression through the phone, just hearing her voice made him painfully aware of the grievances she must have endured.
He desperately wanted to rush to her side, wrap her tightly in his arms, and shield her from the baseless insults of the world.
Just as Lin Banxia was preparing to have someone clean up the online mess, she discovered that someone had already beaten her to it—those messages had been deleted.
Mr. Huo listened to his assistant Qi Han's report, his handsome face clouded with anger.
