Chapter 1278 - 1277: Does the Mistress Still Need to Show Up for Work?
After dealing with the matter, Brother Luo repeatedly ordered Ethan Martinez to pay attention to the impact and forbade him from logging into Facebook, Whatsapp, and other tools himself.
Nia Mitchell also came to understand the dangers of the Entertainment Circle, turning her head to look at various news on the computer.
Although the matter with Silvia Waterborne had calmed down a lot, it didn’t mean it was gone.
Many small media headlines were still about Silvia Waterborne as a Mistress.
Some media outlets, trying to catch people’s attention, shifted the focus to Maxwell Peary, using Young Master Peary being the son of a Mistress and the Peary Clan heir to make their case.
There were even others saying Maxwell Peary might not inherit the Peary Clan’s assets.
Overall, there were still many topics about these issues.
Nia Mitchell was very angry after reading and directly replied below using her private account.
Silvia Waterborne is the victim, etc...
But soon, it was drowned out.
The words Samuel Peary spoke during the news became a major hot topic.
Many people cared about Silvia Waterborne and sympathized with Silvia the Goddess.
And the unbelievable thing was, many posts emerged blaming Nia Mitchell.
Claiming she was Maxwell Peary’s Mistress, saying she was a kept woman.
Suddenly, the name Nia Mitchell exploded all over the internet again.
So, in the current Office Room, everyone looked at Nia Mitchell with strange eyes.
"No wonder someone can drive such a nice car to work; turns out the truth lies in here."
Rose Eastwood immediately made a sarcastic remark.
With the first person speaking, how far behind was the second?
"I didn’t expect we’d be working with someone like this, it’s really annoying."
"Exactly, this Nia Mitchell turns out to be this kind of person."
"No wonder when Silvia Waterborne was exposed as a Mistress, she disappeared, scared of being discovered."
"What’s the use of being afraid? She still got exposed; these days, there are plenty of experts on the internet."
"Nia Mitchell, how could you be someone’s Mistress."
"These days Mistresses still come out to work, is this your part-time job?"
Nia Mitchell clenched her fists, unable to hold back, finally erupted.
"What nonsense are you all talking about?"
"Nonsense? You act shameless but won’t let others talk."
"That’s right, can’t stand this kind of person, selling her body, yet thinks she’s so pure."
"People, when they lack something, show off what they have even more."
That way, they can hide themselves.
"You all keep your mouths clean!"
Unexpectedly, even the colleagues in the Office Room were like this, gossiping as if it were true.
And luckily, they’re supposed to be media folks.
When Nia Mitchell was extremely angry, a delivery guy holding a huge bouquet of roses came into the Office Room.
"Who’s Miss Nia Mitchell? There’s your flower, need you to sign for it."
Nia Mitchell froze, her brows furrowing.
Suddenly recalling the roses she received previously at the Film Set.
"Who sent the flowers?"
Nia Mitchell immediately asked.
"Sorry, the client requested confidentiality, we can’t disclose their privacy."
The delivery guy immediately replied and handed her the slip for her to sign.
"I’m sorry, if I don’t know who sent it, I won’t accept it."
Last time at the Film Set was a big loss, Maxwell Peary got angry for quite a while when he found out.