The First Heir

Chapter 809

He fully understood the power of the internet. He knew that the negative impact behind these ten hot search topics would be devastating!

“Mr. James, something went wrong. We’re suspended!”

Leo rushed in with his computer, extremely agitated.

Of course, Robbie realized the reason. He glanced at Leo and said anxiously, “Quickly, drop the hot searches. No matter how much it costs, we must drop them!”

In an instant, the entire mansion quickly became busy, and various phone calls came in and out.

On the other hand, Robbie sat limply on the sofa with his eyes wide open. He was staring straight at the hot search topics, and every topic was labeled ‘hot’.

Ten minutes passed.

Not only did the hot searches not drop, but they were getting more and more popular!

Leo reappeared at the door, his eyes blank. He felt like he was sobbing without tears. “Mr. James, it’s over. We… We can’t drop them! There are too many people. More than 100 big accounts, hundreds of millions of fans!”

Thud!

Robbie directly rolled off the sofa. The secretary on the side trembled in fright as she hurriedly ran to help him up. She said, “Mr. James, are you alright?”

“F*ck off!”

Robbie was enraged. He kicked the secretary away, staggered to his feet, and said, “Quickly, contact the other party and see who is targeting us! This is definitely not Beacon’s handiwork!”

Robbie finally realized that he had provoked a terrible existence!

enough, five minutes

and said, “Mr. Clarke, a call

phone, and said, “Hello,

“Mister… Clarke?”

on pins and needles. “Hello, Mr. Clarke. My name is Robbie

be a pleasure, right?” Philip put his hands on the window sill

sentence made Anna who stood behind him

still had to poke at

was also taken aback, and there was a fire burning in his

around the bush. What will it take for

said, “Let’s play a question game. If the answer is

A question game?

being treated like a primary school

insult to his

ahead.” Robbie

I’ll say the first half of the phrase and you can add the

Robbie nodded

“Face…”

“Book.”

“You…”

“Tube.”

“Go…”

“Daddy.”

Mr. James

case, isn’t it justified for

a few seconds before he realized that he was being tricked. He suddenly roared in a rage. “Mr. Clarke, what exactly do you want from me?! I’m

made a move against Beacon and Wynn Johnston,

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