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A Perfect Lie Hides Behind My Billionaire Marriage (reese and hudson)

Chapter 424
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After that, Lukas turned around and left, caringly closing the door for Reese.

She looked sadly towards the door. Of course, she shouldn't have too much hope.

As for Lukas, there was a tug-of-war in her heart. Sometimes she tried to hold herself back, telling herself not to

think too much about why he might like her. Then she secretly wondered what kind of person he was to be so

good to her. Maybe he likes her a little!

But when Lukas denied it, she felt very sad. However, she couldn't show it in front of him.

She hugged her pillow and lay sideways on the bed. Her mind was filled with today's online violence and Lukas's

face. She felt a little numb and empty.

It was after midnight, and Reese still hadn't slept.

She turned on the light, lay on her back, and stared into space.

At this time, the phone rang, and someone sent a message.

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Reese didn't want to look at her phone, but it rang again.

Reese reached out, placed her hand on her forehead, and thought for a moment, then stood up and took the

phone from the bedside table.

The message was sent by Mariel and contained several images.

Reese was stunned. As soon as she clicked on the photos, her eyes suddenly turned red.

These photos were screenshots of what viewers said and were put together by Mariel.

"In my opinion, don't blindly take sides. Things may not be what they seem. | am an editor. | feel that one video

can allowto edit countless other scenes. Don't arbitrarily follow trends. Be careful!

"In the previous plagiarism case, didn't Alexa steal Reese's boyfriend and plagiarize her design manuscript for

two years? Can a show like this make people forget what happened before? I'm speechless. Has Alexa been

justified now? | think Reese isn't the type of person on the show!"

"Didn't you all say that in movies, the artist team has to specifically design the character for the artist? Maybe

Rose's character is just a weak person. Personally, | feel like this tit's not Reese's fault!"

"I quite like the jewelry designed by Reese. | feel like this tthe entire network is so dark, like someone is

setting up a scenario!"

"| feel like it's a script compiled by Rose's team. Anyway, these people never miss

any chances. Rose will gain a lot of fans! You can cand watch!"

"I met Miss Roberts. She's really nice. Don't talk about her like that, okay?"

Reese looked at these encouraging, objective, and legitimate comments and couldn't hold back her tears

anymore.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on the phone screen, feeling extremely moved.

Mariel, this idiot, has spent the past few hours just looking for a few people to calmly chat with among the

millions of negative comments making things difficult for her.

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She was just as stupid as Ava, but that made her feel uneasy.

Mariel: "Lia, don't be sad. You see, the light of justice is always there, but everyone is temporarily blinded by

darkness. Look, many people are calm and analyze the truth objectively!"

Reese: "Idiot! Do you think | couldn't tell that these screenshots of yours were all stitched together and it took

you four or five hours to find them? Thank you for your hard work. The friendship is worth a thousand dollars. |

got it. Thank you, Mariel!"

It took her a long tto find such kind comments, which shows that there are a lot of negative comments.

Mariel: "It's okay Lia. Let's hang out with Ava tomorrow!"

Reese: "Let's talk about it when the tcomes!"

Mariel: "No, just tomorrow. If you don't go, it means you don't giveany face. See you tomorrow!"

Reese helplessly looked at the phone for a long time, then finally answered.

It's okay to go out and relax. If she locks herself in her room like this, the more she thinks about it, the more

extrit becomes.