"Alright, calm down," Oscar continued, taking a breath. "Leave it to me. I will wipe the article clean. I will make sure no one can post anything about him ever again."
"No," Evelyn said calmly.
There was a beat of silence.
"…What did you just say?"
"Don't take it down. Not yet. Let them be."
"WHAT?" Oscar nearly shouted. "What the hell are you saying, Eve? Have you finally snapped?"
Instead of being offended by his curse, Evelyn smiled faintly. "Relax. I am not losing my mind."
"Then explain. Slowly. Preferably before I book a flight to scold you and start suing people with my bare hands."
"You need to gather everything," she said, her tone firm now. "Screenshots, sources, IP addresses, connections. I want all the evidence."
Another pause.
"We will sue them," Evelyn continued calmly. "Every platform. Every writer. Every anonymous account that dared to mention my son."
The silence stretched longer this time.
