Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 819

Chapter 819

The fire in the laboratory building of Princeton University was on the social news, and the media soon learned it was

an intentional murder. The network's attention continued to rise. However, when the reporters intended to further

dig into the identity of the victim, they received a warning call from the higher-ups. They were absolutely not

allowed to expose the identity of the victim, otherwise, the whole studio would have to close down.

However, there were some exceptionally cunning reporters who had already found out the news from the students

who knew that Crystal and Phyllis had a grudge against each other. Although they did not know about Crystal's

family background, they could make up stories after knowing the names. They posted the news overnight.

However, in less than half an hour, their team found that their accounts had been blocked, and the news had been

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deleted. Even the repost and screenshots were all gone.

At first, this group of people thought that there was a bug on the website. They called to complain, but the other

party's tone was quite gentle. "I was about to look for you... You should soon receive the summons of the court.

You'll be charged with leaking the privacy of citizens and defamation. You're unlucky to have hit the trigger.

Everyone knows to shut up now. It's your fate after what you've done."

"?! What do you mean?" The leader of the team was stunned. "Didn't I just dig up a piece of f*cking news? How

could that be called defamation? You..."

Before he could finish his words, there was only a busy tone on the phone. Obviously, the other party hung up the

phone directly.

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The leader cursed and scratched his hair. Before he could think of what to do, the door was knocked on. He raised

his chin and asked his men to open the door. As soon as the wooden door was opened, the man standing in front

took out an ID from his pocket and said, "Police."

The leaders of Princeton University were about to go bald.

The old principal, in particular, received the news that the school was on fire last night. He was soaking his feet at

home. The poor 70-year-old man hurriedly went out after hearing the news. He even wore the wrong socks. At this

time, the socks exposed under his trousers were still white and black. They looked quite fashionable.

It was nine o'clock in the morning. The old principal slept at school last night. He had a meeting with a group of

school directors and administrative directors. When they finally came up with a plan, the students' parents came to

look for trouble.

The old principal trembled and put on his glasses, saying, "This... there is indeed something wrong with our school

management that no one put out the fire after it had been set for ten minutes. But at that time, it was in the

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evening. Most of the students had returned to their dormitory, and the patrolling security guards hadn't arrived yet,

so..."

With a click, the porcelain cup was placed on the table. Danny's expression was calm. "So are you trying to say that

it's my sister who's unlucky?"

Danny was used to this kind of negotiation. He was always in an orderly manner, but the "clatter" sound made

everyone in the office tremble.

The old principal sighed and said, "Mr. Evans, we're not trying to shirk our responsibility, but this is really

unexpected. We couldn't have known in advance that Phyllis was going to set fire... Now the laboratory building has

been seriously damaged, and it is estimated that it can't be used for one whole year. There are also reporters

outside, and we are all anxious."

"Yes, yes." One of the school directors stood up with a bitter frown on his face. "President Evans, please be

considerate of us."