The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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"The Savrow Daily is backed by the Salvador Corporation. Apart from Justin, who would have the nerve to release something like this?"

Christopher slowly lifted his eyes, his gaze clouded by a deep shadow of darkness behind his gold-rimmed glasses. "So, they've stirred up the public opinion, huh? Not bad."

Taylor quickly realized something. "The most frustrating part is that we can't even get rid of this trending topic. Otherwise, wouldn't that be falling right into their trap and causing a disaster for ourselves?"

At that moment, a call came through.

Christopher glanced down and noticed the name "Ms. Amaryllis" on his phone. He clenched his jaw and picked up the call.

Clarice spoke in a stern tone, like a prosecutor demanding an explanation. "Chairman Iverson, the commotion on your end has gotten so big that it's reached the Boss. What on earth is going on?"

"It's Justin's fault. He wanted to blow things out of control. He used the public to try and shut me down and keep me from taking any action."

Christopher was already fuming with rage, and Clarice's accusatory tone was the final straw that sent him teetering on the edge of an explosive outburst. "I'll personally call the Boss and explain everything in a moment!"

"Hmph, don't bother. He is furious right now and has no patience for your nonsense!"

Christopher's fair, delicate face slowly contorted with rage.

He wanted nothing more than to fly to Meridan and tear this woman's vile mouth apart.

"You'd better resolve this mess quickly!" Clarice's tone was laced with mockery, "I hate to say this, but have you gotten so full of yourself since becoming the chairman that you're making such a rookie mistake?"

Recently, Christopher had been overwhelmed with many things-from planning his father's funeral to restructuring the company and handling the situation involving Southern Star. This gave his opponents the opening they needed.

"Enough! I'll take care of it. Even if this blows up into a full-fledged crisis, even if I'm left with nothing, I won't let it mess up the Boss' big plan!"

"Chairman Iverson, I know you're enjoying your newfound power, but watch out. Pride always comes before a fall!"

That afternoon, the sun's warmth and gentleness created a peaceful, pleasant atmosphere.

Bella and Justin were once more at the old diner, sitting side-by-side on the bench, absorbed in their food. Although Justin lived a poor life when he was a child, he later entered the Salvador family.

His grandfather meticulously raised him as an upper-class nobleman, instilling in him the importance of table manners: no talking while eating.

But Bella, the beloved daughter of the Thompson family, did not follow those rules.

In public, she was the epitome of elegance and grace. But in front of Justin, she disregarded her image. She was slurping her soup noisily and picking up the bowl.

"Bella... Eat a little slower." Justin gently rubbed her soft, delicate back. He wanted to remind her to be quieter, but he did not dare do so.

Oh well, his little foodie was adorable no matter what, and he would pamper her. Who cared what others thought?

"I'm already eating slowly!"

Bella set down her bowl with satisfaction, her clever eyes narrowing playfully. "Look at how many shares and comments we've got!"

"Over a million comments and over ten million shares." Justin wiped her lips with a napkin in his left hand while scrolling through his phone with his right.

Bella grinned. "But we can definitely make this even bigger. Time to turn up the heat!"

She stared at the old chef who was focused on chopping vegetables, and suddenly her eyes grew misty." Christopher thinks that standing at the pinnacle of the Iverson Group's power means he can control everything. He can silence people and even eliminate them, but he'll never be able to cover the eyes of millions of people who seek the truth!"

Upon hearing Bella's words, Justin's heart filled with fervor as he pulled her close, enveloping her in a tight embrace.

Just then, lan sent them a message, interrupting their peaceful moment.

[Mr. Salvador, bad news! The president of Savrow Daily just called, saying they can't handle the volume, so they need to take down that post and remove the trending topic.]