Chapter 13
Victor came to see me that evening
The marketing account leaked the clat screenshots of the messages Sylvia anonymously sent to me before.
A netizen followed the clues and found Sylvia’s alternate accomt on social media,
Every time she posted a cryptic photo, the timing coincided with Victor standing me up.
At one time, the wind direction changed drastically.
Someone said that Sylvia was deep–minded and used Victor’s guilt to sow discord In our direct emotions.
There were also speculations that Victor pretended to be clueless, together with Sylvia, to force me to leave voluntarily, in order to make room for Mrs. Laurent.
I put down my phone and turned to look at Ethan, who was pretending to drink water next to me, feeling a bit guilty.
“Did you have someone do it? I looked calm, but my voice carried a hint of certainty.
“Well, I said I would retrieve it for you, penny by penny.
Ethan whispered, but his eyes looked elsewhere,
“Thank you, Ethan.”
I held his face and looked into his eyes.
“You never have to say thank you to me, Gigi.”
Victor’s reputation was damaged, and the Laurent Group’s stocks plummeted.
Soon after, Ethan unintentionally discovered evidence that Sylvia intentionally had someone spread rumors about her and Victor, and he packaged it and sent it to Victor’s emall.
Ethan joined several companies to put pressure on the Laurent Group, and Victor was extremely busy.
When Victor saw this email, he almost strangled Sylvia.
He questioned Sylvia why she had done this.
Sylvia was choked and gasping for breath, losing her sanity a bit, she said, “I wanted Mrs. Laurent’s position, I just wanted to force Giselle out!”
As the words fell, Sylvia reached out and grabbed the vase on the table, smashing it over Victor’s head, then turned around and ran away.
The news of Victor entering the ICU spread, the Laurent Group’s stock price plugumeted, Ethan took advantage of the situation and successfully acquired the Laurent Group,
And Sylvia
On the way of escape, got arrested by the police.
With Victor’s methods, the following days were most likely a living hell.
