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Public opinion reversed dramatically!
Those who had cursed me before now turned their guns around.
Amy had signed with a company. She wanted to lay low, but the company didn’t give her that chance.
They pushed her out to explain.
Amy looked terrible, her eyes swollen like walnuts.
She couldn’t explain herself at all and could only weakly say that she had also been deceived.
When internet users questioned where her previous “evidence” came from, she couldn’t give a proper answer.
The company bought water armies, intending to guide public opinion in the comments.
[To err is human, to forgive divine.]
[Everyone deserves a chance to make mistakes.]
Similar words were posted but were immediately torn apart by internet users.
Amy could only pretend not to see the questions in the barrages, apologizing like a robot over and over again.
As soon as the livestream time required by the company was up, she immediately ended the stream.
Amy’s account didn’t have many followers. The few advertisers she had worked with immediately sent her termination notices, demanding compensation for the negative publicity according to the contracts.
She couldn’t come up with that much money and could only beg Jack.
Jack felt sorry for her and angrily came to find me.
“Lily Harrison, how can you be so cruel? Don’t you understand forgiveness? Amy already knows she was wrong. Can’t you let her off the hook?”
“Everything has been clarified, and you haven’t lost anything. Is it necessary to be so petty?”
“I’m warning you, if you don’t help Amy get through this crisis, I’ll divorce you!”
I calmly looked at Jack:
“Okay, let’s divorce.”
Jack was stunned.
Amy tried to grab my hand pitifully but was dodged by me.
“Lily, I was wrong. I was bewitched. I’m the one who wronged you.”
“The online public opinion is so bad. If it continues to ferment, I’ll have to kill myself to apologize.”
“Please help me. I can give you money. As long as you say that we conspired together to create hype, I can give you however much money you
want!”
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I sneered.
You can’t take it after enduring just this short time of abuse?
You still dare to tell me to be forgiving. In my previous life, you weren’t so kind–hearted to let me off, let alone my children.
I laughed mockingly and pushed her away:
“I don’t want money, and I won’t help you. I advise you to voluntarily admit that everything was a scheme by you two, then go to the police station and turn yourselves in.”
“Impossible!” Amy screamed, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. I absolutely won’t admit it! I just told a little lie. Even if it’s reported
to the police, they can’t do anything to me.”
“If you won’t help, forget it. At worst, I’ll just drag it out. After all, my account doesn’t have many followers. It doesn’t matter if I never update again!”
Her attitude was tough, and after making threats, she dragged Jack away.
Unfortunately, this matter didn’t only involve them.
As a member of the Thompson family, Jack’s every word and action represented the Thompson family business.
Internet users had already dug up his background and sparked a trend to boycott Thompson Corp.
The few companies Jack managed were already operating at a loss, otherwise he wouldn’t have taken such a risk and set his sights on me.
Now that he had implicated the family, no one would cover for him.
