"Link, the London police are here. They want to come in and check the scene. Is it convenient?"
In the B25 hotel suite, Simon came in from outside. Two uniformed police officers were standing in the hallway.
"Tell them it's not convenient now, please ask them to come back later."
Link glanced at them, sat down, and continued browsing the news.
The Sun reporter, Bernard Gary, continued to explain in the report that after the thief Biggs was rescued, he had convulsions, foamed at the mouth, and fell into a semi-coma. To alleviate his symptoms, the police injected him with medical morphine.
Biggs told the police that he had not heard wrong, there was indeed a mysterious woman in Link's room, and the two were having a secret meeting in the room.
He also said that when he was hanging outside, he heard laughter coming from the room. More than an hour later, after he was rescued by the police, the sounds in the room were still continuing.
Reporter Gary said in a neutral tone that Biggs was a drug addict, and the above description might be a symptom of his drug relapse and could not be taken as fact. The truth of the matter still needed further investigation and verification.
"Does the media writing this violate my privacy rights?"
Link asked the lawyer, Aaron Hornack, who had just arrived.
"Strictly speaking, yes! But The Sun handled this matter quite cunningly. In their report, they quoted the words of the person involved and used an objective and neutral attitude to narrate the details of a theft case. This is the freedom of media reporting and is in line with the public's right to know. Additionally, you are a public figure, so winning a lawsuit would be quite costly."
Hornack said thoughtfully.
Link shrugged and clicked on the next news article, 'Link Baker Cheating in London During Competition? British Media in Uproar.'
The source of the news was the New York Post, and the publication time was 2:00 AM.
Seeing this time, Link felt helpless.
In the past, the process of media reporting news was quite complicated. During the day, reporters submitted interview drafts, which were then reviewed and filtered by the editorial department to select valuable news. After classification and organization, headlines for each section were determined, and then news templates were formed and submitted to the editor-in-chief and deputy editor-in-chief for review.
After the review was passed, it was handed over to proofreaders to check for typos, and then sent to the printing house for typesetting and printing. Some official newspapers had even stricter review processes.
Generally, the timeliness of news reports was more than 24 hours.
But now, online news was reported faster and more efficiently.
Just like what happened last night, in less than half a day, even the media across the Atlantic was reporting on it, while he, the person involved, was the last to know.
The New York Post's handling of this news was even more cunning. They completely reprinted the news report from The Sun and added their own commentary and discussion.
They also mentioned Link's official girlfriend, Taylor Swift, who was still recording the "American Idol" show in Los Angeles the day before yesterday.
The purpose was obvious: this mysterious woman couldn't be Taylor.
It seemed like a foregone conclusion that Link was cheating.
Link browsed through other news, all of which were reprints or adaptations of The Sun's news.
Some media even went further, listing all the girls associated with Link, trying to find out the identity of the mysterious woman.
These people included Ivanka Trump, Emma Watson, Gal Gadot, Amber Heard, Doutzen Kroes, Emma Roberts, Lady Gaga, Lana Del Rey, Keira Knightley, and even the new MV heroine, Emma Stone, and Adele.
There were a total of sixteen.
The uninformed onlookers, seeing this, thought that these people were all Link's rumored girlfriends and subconsciously labeled Link as a playboy.
And once this impression was established, it was like sulfuric acid on the skin, impossible to wipe clean.
"Ahem!"
Franco coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Link, don't worry. I just contacted Mandy. Our two companies will work together on public relations to minimize the negative impact. But there's one thing I want to ask."
Franco paused, glanced around the room, lowered his voice, and asked八卦ly, "Who is that mysterious lady?"
"Of course it's Taylor, who else could it be? Anna, didn't you tell them?"
Link said with a dark expression.
"I was just woken up by them, they didn't ask me."
Anna said, smoothing her uncombed hair.
"It's Taylor? Really Taylor?!"
Franco said with both surprise and regret.
If it was Taylor, this matter would be very easy to handle and wouldn't require much money to settle.
The regret was missing out on a big gossip.
Buzz buzz buzz! Before Link could speak, the phone on the table vibrated. The caller was Ms. Mandy.
Mandy started by blaming herself, saying that she should have come to London with him so she could keep an eye on him and prevent him from fooling around in London, and this wouldn't have happened.
She also said that she had just called Taylor, but Taylor's phone was off.
"Link, Taylor must be angry. Come back from London quickly and explain to her."
Ms. Mandy said anxiously.
Link rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Mandy, have you ever considered the possibility that she is Taylor?"
"It's Taylor? Really? She was still recording a show in Los Angeles the day before yesterday, how could she be in London?"
Ms. Mandy asked in surprise.
"She was in Paris yesterday for a fashion week show and came to London on the way. She said she wanted to surprise me."
"Haha, it's great that it's Taylor, it's so great that it's Taylor. I'll call Ivanka right now and explain the situation."
Ms. Mandy happily hung up the phone.
Link hung up the phone and saw several missed calls and text messages on his phone, four of which were from Selena.
In the first message, she asked excitedly: 'Link, did you really cheat? And the whole world knows? How exciting!'
The second message said: 'Oh no, I just called Taylor and couldn't get through. I sent her a message on MSN, but she didn't reply. Taylor must be angry. Sigh, I told you earlier to be a devoted and good man, don't be fickle. You just wouldn't listen. Now do you know you're wrong? Go apologize to Taylor, be sincere (I'll put in a good word for you too).'
Link read the messages with a dark expression. He could bet that Selena was glowing with excitement when she sent the messages, even more excited than the average onlooker.
He checked the time. The last message was sent an hour ago. Based on the time difference, it was midnight in New York at that time.
Link felt that as her brother, he had a responsibility to care about her schedule and demand that she go to bed before 8 PM in the future.
He saw a call from Catherine and replied with a text message explaining the situation. Catherine replied with a message saying, 'It's good that everything is okay.'
Unexpectedly, Selena sent another message: "It's really Taylor? When did Taylor go to London? Why didn't I know?"
Link wanted to hit someone after reading it.
"What time is it? Why aren't you sleeping yet?!"
"The internet is too lively, I'm reading the news."
"Is the news that interesting? Why not read a book with all this time? Don't you know how poorly you did on your exams last semester?"
"You're so annoying! Goodnight!"
There was also a pig head emoji attached, probably meant to appease him and apologize.
Considering her sincerity, Link decided to let her off the hook for now.
"Boss, there are many reporters outside the hotel. Should we take this opportunity to clarify?"
Anna came in and said.
Link looked at the time. It wasn't even seven o'clock yet. It obviously wasn't appropriate to hold a press conference at this time.
"Anna, go tell the reporters outside that the person I'm dating is Taylor. Tell them not to make up stories. The media that spread rumors and slander my reputation will be held legally responsible."
"Okay, boss!"
Anna nodded and left the room.
(End of Chapter)
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