[Why is the person upstairs still defending mindlessly?! This is a blatant fact, okay!]
Selena Kensington looked at the comments online, her expression somewhat grim.
But what comforted her a bit was that not everyone was attacking Sloane Hawthorne; at least some people were genuinely defending her.
Selena Kensington made a phone call to Tessa Sinclair.
"Tessa, handle the online stuff as you see fit. I'm going to find Sloane."
"Alright, sorry for the trouble."
Tessa Sinclair sighed on the other end, yet she wasn't surprised. With Sloane Hawthorne's rise to fame, these things being dug up was only a matter of time.
She was just worried about Sloane Hawthorne's emotional resilience.
After all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl.
Selena Kensington went to Harmony View Apartments.
Upon opening the door, she saw Sloane Hawthorne with slightly reddened eyes.
Not too bad.
"May I come in?"
Selena Kensington asked.
Sloane Hawthorne silently stepped to the side.
