Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 3163: Chapter 3252: Reporters Lying in Wait Nearby

"Is she mentally ill?" Sunny exclaimed, her mouth agape, finally squeezing out a sentence.

She shook her head, unable to find a more fitting word than ’ill’ to describe Renee Anderson.

Her elegant and capable face showed a knowing look as she furrowed her brows and said with determination, "Don’t worry, I’ll get someone to investigate her immediately. You head back and rest first. I’ll let you know once I have news."

"Okay." Though still worried, Olivia Lewis trusted Sunny’s capability at work and opened the car door, "I’ll head back first."

"Alright."

But just as she extended one foot out, a flashbulb suddenly went off in her face.

"Olivia Lewis—"

"It’s Olivia Lewis! This is really where Olivia Lewis lives!"

"Damn!" The usually elegant Sunny couldn’t help but swear, immediately twisting her head from the front seat to shout loudly, "Olivia, there are reporters, close the door quickly!"

Olivia Lewis reacted quickly, slamming the car door shut and locking it before the reporters could rush over.

The next second, a swarm of reporters charged in.

The car door was instantly being pounded on, the sound reverberating, as numerous reporters pointed their cameras through the window at her, "Olivia Lewis, can we have an interview? Did you not donate to the orphanage as you previously claimed? Have you seen tonight’s interview video? How do you feel about it?"

"The orphanage director said your staff harshly refused his request for charity, were you aware of this beforehand? Was the staff’s action directed by someone or was it personal behavior?"

"Olivia Lewis, many netizens online say you’re hyping things up, do you have anything to say about this?"

"Olivia Lewis, will this donation fraud incident affect you entering high society? What does President Sinclair think about it? Have you been in contact with him?"

The questions from the reporters were increasingly sharp, and even through the car window, their frantic voices could be heard. The door was being pounded furiously, if not for her quick reaction to lock it, the reporters would have swarmed over and probably trampled her.

Sunny heard the malicious questions from outside, furrowing her brows as she said to Olivia Lewis, "Pull down the car curtain, or else they’ll use your photos for sensation again."

"Alright." Olivia Lewis drew the curtain, blocking out the faces filled with desire outside.

Feeling a bit relieved, Sunny said to the driver, "Drive."

The driver, sweating profusely, helplessly gripped the steering wheel, "Sister Sunny, we can’t move. The car is surrounded by people in front, driving would definitely hit them."

"Damn it!"

Sunny was at her wit’s end when suddenly several cars appeared from nowhere, and dozens of bodyguards quickly got out. They swiftly surrounded the car, dragging away the reporters preventing the van from driving off, and used their arms to clear a passage!

Who are these people?

Sunny reacted quickly and immediately instructed, "Drive now, hurry."

She had no time to worry about who called these bodyguards, that could be sorted out later, the most important thing now was to get away from here immediately.

The van drove out of the melee of reporters, and even though they were far away, they could still hear the reporters chasing behind, shouting—

"Olivia Lewis, answer us. Is this evading responsibility!"

"Olivia Lewis, please respond directly to our questions and give the public an explanation!"

"Olivia Lewis, is the donation fraud real? If it is, you owe everyone an apology! Please apologize!"