The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2043

"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!"

don't bother. He is furious right now and has no

face

fly to Meridan and tear this woman's vile mouth

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

father's funeral to restructuring the company and handling the situation involving Southern Star. This gave his opponents

crisis, even if I'm left with nothing, I won't

I know you're enjoying your newfound power, but watch out. Pride always

afternoon, the sun's warmth and gentleness

more at the old diner, sitting side-by-side on the bench, absorbed in their food. Although Justin lived a poor life when he

upper-class nobleman, instilling in him the importance of

of the Thompson family,

grace. But in front of Justin, she disregarded her image. She was slurping her soup noisily

slower." Justin gently rubbed her soft, delicate back. He wanted to remind her to be quieter, but he did not

what, and he would pamper