Janet and Laney hid in a convenience store near the neighborhood.
Janet popped her head out to sneak a look at what was going on outside.
The gate was completely blocked.
Not even a fly would be able to sneak past without getting caught.
"I think I underestimated the Internet.I had no idea those brainless fans would find your address so
soon." Laney frowned.
She wished they could force their way in.She was skilled at combat, and she knew she could defeat all
of them in minutes.
Janet bit her lower lip in frustration.
Just as she was about to say something, however, her phone buzzed in her bag.
The worry on her face melted away when she saw the caller ID.
"Ethan," she said, with relief in her voice.
"I noticed you downstairs.Take the path behind the store.I’ve told the security guards to open another
door for you."
From where he was upstairs, Ethan parted the curtain and watched what was going on downstairs.
Janet did as he suggested and headed towards the back of the store.
Thankfully there was no one there.
Dragging Laney behind her, she rushed through the back gate quickly.
"You shouldn’t take the elevator since you might bump into someone.The stairs are safer," Ethan
reminded her over the phone.
With an obedient nod, Janet started climbing the stairs.She dropped Laney off on her floor and
continued on her way up.
By the time she reached the 22nd floor, she was out of breath.
She headed to her apartment and the door opened from the inside before she could knock.
Ethan glanced around behind her to make sure she wasn’t followed before dragging her in.
"What on earth happened to you?"
A frown scrunched up Ethan’s face as he looked at the messy state her clothes were in.
"I accidentally bumped into someone and their eggs went all over me.Why didn’t you go to work
today?"
Janet gave a tired smile.
"Today is Sunday.Did you forget?" Ethan said, looking down at her.
Janet did forget.
Her mind was still disorganized after dealing with those brainless fans outside.
"Right.Anyway, I need to take a shower."
She was stinking.
"I saw the video and the posts on Twitter."
Ethan walked over to help her take off her coat, then headed to the bathroom to prepare the hot water
for her.
"You should take a shower first.Let’s talk when you’re done."
He was being so calm and gentle.It was strange.
Janet gave a meek nod.
She was exhausted and needed a relaxing shower.
She came out of the bathroom to the smell of delicious food in the living room.
Ethan who was wearing an apron looked so domesticated and sweet as he set dishes on the table.
"Come, let’s eat," he said.
"I don’t really feel like eating right now…" Janet said softly as she wiped her hair, looking depressed.
"I already know about how you were abused by Emani’s fans.Refusing to eat won’t get you anything
except for a stomach ache." Ethan said, putting the plate in front of her.
"Sit and eat."
After a few seconds of initial hesitation, Janet pulled out a chair and sat down.She only managed to get
a few mouthfuls of food down before tears welled up in her eyes.
She said in a weepy voice, "I didn’t do it."
It was only in front of Ethan that she stopped pretending to be tough.
She had been really scared.
When Emani’s fans attacked her, she really wanted to cry but tried her best to hold her tears back.
"If this goes on, I wouldn’t be able to live a normal life.Gerda called me today, and I’m sure everyone in
the company knows about it already.I think I’m going to take a day off tomorrow."
Janet was at war with a very large group of unreasonable people.She tried explaining to Emani’s fans
today, but no one listened to her.
They had been instigated and didn’t care what she had to say.
They only believed what they wanted to believe.
Ethan’s eyes darkened as he thought of the situation.
"Take two days off for now.You should stay at home since it’s safer here." Janet asked for a leave, and
Tiffany approved it quickly.
Ethan didn’t go to work either.
He stayed at home with Janet and kept her off the Internet.
He didn’t want her to see the negative comments since they would only make her more depressed.
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