Chapter 48
Chapter 48
"Sebastian, twenty-something years and not a peep from you. I thought when we finally met again, NôvelDrama.Org content rights.
you'd feel a pang of guilt and show me a hint of fatherly love. Even the tiniest bit, and I would've
forgiven you. I really hoped for some love from you. But man, you're so greedy, so low."
Sebastian looked fierce and said, "Cut the crap. When am I getting the house and money? Or else, I'll
make your life a living hell until you can't take it."
Roxanne asked, "You think your online followers will forever buy your lies?"
Sebastian said, "Those folks are easy to fool. A live stream, a bit of sad acting, and they're eating out of
my hand."
Roxanne retorted, "I can live stream, too. You think you're the only one who can?"
Sebastian looked nervous, "live stream? You're live streaming right now?" He looked around, didn't
spot any camera, and breathed a sigh of relief, but still jittery, "Roxanne, don't freak me out."
Roxanne moved a box on the table, revealing a phone, "Phone's right here. I've been live streaming..."
Sebastian knocked the phone to the ground, suddenly frantic. If Roxanne was really live streaming, his
abandonment of Roxanne would be public knowledge. He'd not only lose his leverage for the house
and money but might even be in serious trouble. Sebastian was in full-blown panic mode.
Glancing at the phone on the floor, Roxanne remained calm, "No worries, there are other phones in the
room, also live streaming. I set up multiple streams to clear my name. Sebastian, I have no money to
buy you a house. Even if I did, I wouldn't obey you.
There's not a dime in this bank card. Yes, I opened a company with someone, but making money is
hard; the company barely staying afloat. I'm not living the high life you imagined in a luxurious house.
I'm still in a rented place, hustling in the city after work.
And, Sebastian, you remarried and had a son, Nathaniel Martinez, didn't you? CFO of a big company,
earning half a million a year, owns ten houses in Seraphim Haven. You have a rich son. Why aren't you
leeching off him instead of me, who's still living in a rental, almost bankrupted by you and abandoned
by you since childhood?”
"Sebastian, do you think it's possible? I'll let netizens judge. Should I support you?"
In her recent live stream, she told her childhood story, moving many viewers to tears. They wiped their
tears and commented, "This damn guy doesn't deserve our sympathy."
"This shameless guy, calling us viewers stupid."
"This guy deserves worse punishment. Even death is too good for him."
"Damn, I was fooled by him, even sent him money. Roxanne, we're sorry, we were duped,
misunderstood you, we're really sorry!"
Public opinion can really backfire. The sympathy Sebastian received earlier was now turning into
condemnation. They wanted to verbally destroy Sebastian, and even wanted to come out of the
internet and literally kill Sebastian. This despicable man!
Upon realizing the situation, Sebastian angrily retaliated. He grabbed Roxanne's collar and balled his
fist, ready to beat Roxanne.
Just then, Harrison Rodriguez stepped out, stopping him in time. Not that Roxanne couldn't handle
Sebastian herself. Sebastian was over fifty. How could she not beat him? But Harrison's appearance
was timely. He grabbed Sebastian's hand, almost crushing his bones. He said, "You think Roxanne has
no one to protect her?"
Sebastian was begging for mercy, "I'm sorry, isn't that enough?"
Harrison fumed, "You don't even know what you did wrong. Let me warn you, Roxanne is not alone
anymore. She has me; she's no longer the helpless girl you can bully. If you harass Roxanne again,
we'll sue you for abandonment."
Seeing Harrison's towering figure, Roxanne suddenly felt safe. She wasn't alone. Someone was
protecting her. Even though she and Harrison didn't have a romantic history, a responsible man like him
could face difficulties with her.
Exiting the café, Roxanne and Harrison walked side by side. The café was located in a quiet park
downtown. They crossed the grove and stopped on a bridge. Roxanne looked at Harrison, "I feel much
better with you."
Harrison also found the scenery beautiful. He handed her a piece of ice he had just got, "Put this on
your eyes. They're swollen like a frog's."
Roxanne applied the ice to her swollen eyes, "Did I look ugly when I cried?"
Harrison answered, "Not ugly. You looked touching when you cried."
Roxanne laughed, "You, I clearly looked hideous, even had a runny nose, yet you still say I looked
touching."
Harrison smiled, "You knew you had a runny nose?"
Roxanne said, "Even though I was really sad, I was also acting. Sebastian can act. Why can't I? The
harder I cry, the more viewers will hate Sebastian."
Just then, Chloe Mitchell called. Roxanne picked up, "Chloe, what's up?"
"Anne, the company phone is bombarded by viewers. They're all calling to apologize."
"The internet is really something, ain't it? Public opinion's done a complete 180 in less than an hour?"
"It's more than that. Online orders are skyrocketing, all for you. Guess how many orders we got in the
last twenty minutes?"
"How many?"
"Take a wild guess."
"Five hundred?"
"Anne, you're selling yourself short."
"I can't be that influential."
"Your live stream had over five million viewers. Those people are your fans; they want to support you.
In twenty minutes, we sold more than ten thousand orders."
"Do we even have that much stock?
"We do for now, but if this keeps up, we'll run out soon."
"Chloe, I'll deal with this at the office. Gotta go."
After hanging up, Roxanne turned to Harrison, "Heading back to the office?"
Her problem was sorted. It was time for Harrison to head home. He nodded, "Can you drop me off at
the subway station? I'll take the train home."
"Why is it always me dropping you off? Can't you return the favor for once?"
Roxanne handed Harrison the keys to her electric bike. Harrison frowned, "I can't ride one of those."
He was serious. He'd never ridden a electric bike before. "Really? You can drive a car but can't ride a
electric bike?"
"It's not that strange."
In his mind, Harrison was thinking, Don't you know I always have a personal driver and a luxury car for
transportation?