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Chapter 35 Small Trick
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Daniel’s forehead. “We’ve found out that an insider had leaked the information to all these big accounts.” His voice became softer and softer, afraid that he would anger the mafia boss in front of him.
“You have not found out who this so–called insider is yet?” The corners of Benedict’s mouth curled into a mocking sneer. His black eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing straight into
Daniel’s heart.
“Your ability to do things is getting worse.” Although this sentence was soft, it was like a heavy hammer smashing down, making Daniel breathless.
“It’s not that we haven’t found out. It’s…” Daniel paused for a moment and mustered his courage to say, “It’s Miss Mitchell’s idea. You said before that if she wants to stir up controversy, she can, and there’s no need to report it to you.” He lowered his head, and his voice was almost inaudible.
Benedict was slightly stunned. He did remember giving such an order.
At that time, Suzanna had just debuted. In order to gain popularity, she often mentioned him in public to stir up gossip and rumors.
Benedict felt that this was just a small trick in the entertainment industry. It’s not a big deal for someone of his status, so he did not take it to heart. However, this time, the matter had overstepped his boundaries.
Suddenly, he felt a suffocating feeling in his chest, as if a ball of anger was burning in his heart.
He slammed the tablet on the table, and a loud bang shook the entire office.
Daniel’s heart skipped a beat. Even the bodyguards behind him subconsciously tensed up.
Benedict’s dark eyes were as deep as the night, revealing a terrifying and dangerous aura. “Get the PR department to issue an official notice to clarify things.
His voice was deep and powerful. Every word sounded like an irrefutable command. The air was filled with a murderous chill.
Daniel did not dare to hesitate and quickly nodded. “Yes, I’ll do it immediately.”
He quickly left the office. His vest was already soaked in cold sweat.
The storm of the drama online had almost no effect on Francesca’s mood in reality.
After all, those vicious attacks were targeted at Benedicts “deceased” ex–wife, the unknown housewife, Francesca, not the current CEO, Francesca, who was alive and well and had a successful career.
The netizens knew nothing about her true identity, so they naturally could not hurt her at all. Hence, she went to work as usual and walked into the company building calmly to face the new day.
As soon as Francesca reached the office door, her assistant, Shane, came up to her and reminded in a low voice, “Miss Anderson, Jessica came early in the morning. She is waiting in your office now.”
She nodded slightly, her tone as calm as usual. “Have you sorted out the information?”
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“Everything is ready,” Shane replied quickly. “Mr. Denvers was interested in cooperating with ST Group. I’ve already contacted them. Their person in charge wants to talk to you in person.”
Francesca instructed, “Arrange for an appointment this week. What’s the name of the person in charge?”
“Alright. The person in charge is called Ron Quin,” Shane replied as he noted it down.
When Francesca pushed open her office door, she immediately saw Jessica sitting in her office chair with her legs crossed. Her posture was relaxed, as if she was the owner of this place.
Jessica did not panic when she saw Francesca enter. Instead, the corners of her lips curled up slightly to form a provocative smile.
“Good morning, Miss Anderson,” Jessica said slowly. Her tone was frivolous. “Shane, you’re really too much. Why didn’t you inform me that Miss Anderson was here?”
The atmosphere in the office instantly became a little stiff. Francesca smiled faintly, but there was a hint of coldness in her tone. “Miss Wayne, you’re in the wrong office?”
“No, I came here just to wait for you,” Jessica said as she took her time to stand up and walk to the side. However, her eyes were fixed on Francesca, as if she wanted to see how she would react.
Francesca looked a little cold. She turned to Shane and instructed, “Shane, get the janitor to come in and clean the place again. Be thorough with the disinfection.”
Jessica’s expression changed instantly, and a trace of anger flashed across her eyes.
Francesca was obviously hinting that she was dirty!
How annoying!
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