Chapter 137: Hailey Lindsey Made Trouble, Turning Danger into Blessing
However, just at the critical moment, Zachary noticed that her face didn’t look right. "what’s happening?"
Yvonne’s face was a little pale and she looked a little uncomfortable with her lips tightly pursed.
"It’s okay... just a little dizzy. Maybe I’ve been too tired lately."
She didn’t thought too much, but the man was worried.
"It’s really okay?"
"It’s okay."
It had been days since she’d spoiled his fun, and today, she wouldn’t do that again.
The man continued to unbuckle his belt, however just then he saw Yvonne frown a little as if she’s got a headache.
Zachary couldn’t just ignore it now.
Even if he craved for it, he wasn’t that selfish to not consider her physical condition. "Just forget about it if you’re really uncomfortable." "No, I just..."
"It’s okay."
Zachary was a little disappointed, but it was something he could understand.
"I’ll get you a doctor tomorrow and have your body checked out.
"We’ve got plenty of time to make out when you feel good."
Yvonne didn’t say anything again.
Eventually, he just bathed her patiently and gently and then put her to bed early. *
Both Yvonne and Zachary thought that she just overworked, so they didn’t had a very thorough examination.
After the examination was over the next day, the results showed that Yvonne’s had no big problem, so they didn’t take it seriously.
It just so happened to be the weekend, which was the busiest time for hotels.
Since everyone went out for fun on weekends.
So Violet had more guests than weekdays, and Yvonne was busier.
"Mrs. Taylor, something’s wrong."
Yvonne just got up as usual, only to receive an anxious call from Stacy Lawson. "What’s happened?"
Stacy Lawson’s voice was a little miserable, "Someone... has committed suicide in our hotel!"
"What did you say?!"
*
Violet Hotel.
The most taboo thing about being in the hotel business was death.
If somebody died in the hotel, the consequences would be disastrous.
A lot of people cared about this.
If that had happened, the whole hotel would have been deserted.
Violet Hotel.
Yvonne hurried to the hotel, having learned much information on her way.
The one who did the stupid thing was a young, stylish, beautiful female guest who slit her wrists in the bathtub.
What’s worse, it seemed she was also an internet celebrity with a million or so followers on Twitter. And she was doing this while live-streaming it, which was really uncomfortable to watch.
Although the live stream was interrupted within minutes as prohibited, many people online still saw, and downloaded and reposted the photos.
In the photo, the interior of the hotel was captured and many people recognized it as the Violet Hotel.
Now, more and more people know that something happened at the Violet Hotel.
Some of the guests in the hotel saw the news and came out of their rooms, walking around the hallways and lobby, fidgeting.
After all, no one would feel good when something like this happened right on spot.
Everyone walked out and so many people gathered together that it gradually started to get out of control.
"Mrs. Taylor, what now?"
Stacy Lawson asked anxiously.
In all her years in Violet, she had never encountered anything like this.
That’s the last thing a hotel wanted to see.
One scandal like this and Yvonne’s hard work over the past month was all in vain!
...
"There’s absolutely no way I’m going to give in like this."
Yvonne made up her mind.
She’s been a little weak since last night.
But she managed to come anyway.
She made a phone call to Henry Louis.
Henry Louis worked for her father for a long time, and Frank Taylor had asked him to help Yvonne earlier.
She thought that Henry Louis also had to be busy with the stuff at headquarters, so she didn’t bother too much and always took care of it herself.
However, now someone was here at the hotel to make trouble.
Yvonne had little experience in handling this kind of PR crisis and still had to ask Henry Louis for advice.
*
In the conference room.
Yvonne held an emergency meeting with heads of different departments. And Stacy Lawson started her report.
"The female netizen who slit her wrists is Hailey Lindsey, who was scolded harshly online for her plastic surgery and other negative news... So we suspect that she couldn’t stand the pressure of online violence and committed suicide at our hotel."
Yvonne frowned as she didn’t know at first that it was Hailey Lindsey.
"What do you mean?
"It was Hailey Lindsey?"
"Yes, it was her."
Stacy Lawson said, "It’s a graduate of Zandia University this year. Do you know her, Mrs. Taylor?"
"More than that."
Yvonne sneered, "Where is she now?"
"She’s at the Transia Hospital’s Hospital next to the hotel."
"Okay, I’m going to take a look later."
Hearing that it was Hailey Lindsey, Yvonne felt a sense of relief and started to plan something.
Various emergency plans were discussed, including how to carry out PR work, maintain the hotel’s reputation, and some other follow-up work.
Everyone was trying to help and came up with a variety of ways to try to minimize the damage.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner under the advice of Henry Louis. *
After the meeting, Yvonne went directly to the Transia Hospital with Stacy Lawson where Hailey Lindsey stayed.
Hospital lobby.
Yvonne inquired at the front desk which room Hailey Lindsey was in.
Just then, however, a familiar figure in a duck-top hat and black mask hurried past the crowd.
Hailey Lindsey?
How did she get out so quickly?
"Wait!"
Yvonne spotted her right away.
She noticed Yvonne and tried to run away.
Yvonne took a quick move and stopped her by pulling her clothes.
"It’s been a long time, Hailey?"
Hailey Lindsey wore a mask and tried desperately to squeeze her voice by lowering her duck-tongue cap, "I’m not, you’ve got the wrong person..."
"How can I be mistaking-"
As soon as Tong Yan removed her mask and hat, Hailey Lindsey’s face was revealed, with panic look.
Yvonne showed a caring face, ’’Hailey, are you alright?
"How’s your hand now?"
Hailey Lindsey looked more alarmed all of a sudden, subconsciously hiding her wrist.
"There was some blood, and the doctor has bandaged it.
"It’s all right now."
"Gee, now that I’ve come across it, how can I just let you go back alone?"
Yvonne said meaningfully.
"It’s really okay... I ’ve thought a lot about what the doctor said, and I won’t do
anything stupid again. I’m going back now..."
How did Yvonne not know that Hailey Lindsey had always been holding a grudge against her ever since she was removed from the position, trying hard to revenge.
She had thought that Hailey Lindsey was desperate this time.
But think about it, how could it be such a coincidence?
The Violet Hotel was always full and the rates weren’t cheap. Even if she was going to do something stupid, why did she choose the hotel where Yvonne was located?
Or - she didn’t want to kill herself at all!
She just tried to bring down the Violet Hotel!
"Hailey, I’ve heard that depression is recurring, so probably you will still get in trouble. For the sake of once being a classmate, I can’t just do nothing. Come with me to the doctor."
Saying that, Yvonne pulled Hailey Lindsey and headed towards the hospital-
...
Hailey Lindsey panicked.
"No, Yvonne Taylor. Don’t you touch me!"
Hailey Lindsey began to struggle.
"You’ve just bled so much. It’s better for you to a proper physical examination.
"We need a full set of examinations, which is also a kind of care for our guests. Don’t worry. I will pay for your medical expenses."
Yvonne’s words immediately drew the attention of the onlookers.
"Yeah. Just go with her."
"Get a free physical. It’s important to take care of your body." But how could Hailey Lindsey be willing to go for a checkup. She hadn’t shed a drop of blood at all.
The blood in the bathtub in those photos was all animal blood and paint.
The wounds were also fake. In short, she had no thought of dying.
If they did go to the doctor, everyone would know the truth?
"I’m not going..."
"Stacy, let’s send Lindsey upstairs!
"Remember to get her an expert doctor!"
Even if Hailey Lindsey struggled as much as she could, she couldn’t get away with the two.
She ended up being sent straight to the medical examiner’s department. "I don’t want it-"
Hailey Lindsey entered the room and started making a scene.
Yvonne said to the doctor, "Doctor, my cousin has some mental problems, so please."
"Who’s your cousin!"
Yvonne sighed, "It’s fine for you to disown me, but you can’t just disregard your own body."
Hailey Lindsey couldn’t say anything.
The doctor gave a reassuring look and started the his work.
The whole time Hailey Lindsey was uncooperative.
But the medical examination was done anyway.
On the other hand, online, the Violet Hotel has launched a crisis communications campaign.
Things were getting better. An hour later, a copy of Hailey Lindsey’s medical report was posted on the Internet.
The gist of it, was that Hailey Lindsey was in excellent health.
No depression and not taking any medication.
The blood was also normal. There were no wounds on the body, and no major bleeding ever.
In short, it meant she hadn’t kill herself at all!
The crowd was shocked when this news broke out.
"She is so unscrupulous for attention, right?
"And even pretended to kill herself?
"This could mislead children."
"It is highly recommended that this influencer should be permanently blocked!!!
"She’s so bad!!!"
There was scolding against Hailey Lindsey all over the Internet.
Eventually, her Twitter account was shut down for 7 days to rectify.
As an Internet celebrity, her account and fans were her entire source of income.
Hailey Lindsey was now in the dead end.
*
Since the suicide incident was fake, of course people’s resistance to the hotel had naturally dissipated.
Yvonne also refuted this act of promoting negative energy in her tweets, while again calling on the majority of youths to make sure they love life and seek medical help in time for any problems, "Life only comes once and cannot be treated rashly".
...
After posting this tweet, the comments were full of likes.
Yvonne put down her phone.
Looking out the window of the Lord Villa at night, her heart was filled with emotion.
Just then, a pair of man’s arms came up tenderly around the back of her waist.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zachary had come behind her.
His voice sounded low, husky and sexy.
Yvonne looked up at him and sighed.
"It’s just that I can’t help but think of my previous life in prison, where I died the same way."
That scene in the previous life was truly tragic.
The people she loved the most were gone, and she was in a mess herself.
Ending up in prison where she died of unbearable humiliation was so dark that she never wanted to experience it a second time.
Zachary hugged her.
"I couldn’t know how that was, but things are different, aren’t they?
"I’m alive, so is your father and mother. We love each other very much, and those who deserve to be punished have all been punished.
"Just live the moment, and you’ll be fine."
"But I still get worried..."
"Worry about what?"
Yvonne bit her lip and wanted to say something.
She could feel her body getting worse lately. She was always had tired, dizzy and nauseous, and had no appetite.
She worried that she was reborn in this life.
Could it be that, once she’s finished everything, God wouldn’t keep her living for more time?