Semua Bab Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal's Gone With The Money: Bab 641 - Bab 650

The post from the blogger spanned hundreds of words and made no specific reference to the Neal Group or Joshua. However, to the discerning eye, it was clear who the blogger referred to. There were even pictures. They were not actual images of Joshua, but the stylized, chibi-style character, complete with clothing and minute details, resembled Joshua uncannily. Cynthia now understood why her previous blocking efforts had not taken effect. These people had found a new way to inform the public. "Do we need to take any action?" Ellora ventured to ask, noticing Cynthia's expression slightly clouding over. "Not for now. It should not create much of a stir or trend on social media," Cynthia replied after a brief glance at the screen. "Are you sure?" "Yes." After taking special measures and notifying the relevant people, no one would dare report Joshua's matters without the Neal Group's permission, especially sensitive ones like this. Meanwhile, the blog post rapidly accumulated comm

She unlocked her phone once again and clicked on the trending topic #200MillionDivorce. The discussions inside were diverse, filled with jokes, serious comments, and even resentment toward the rich. [Holy cow, a 200 million divorce payout! Didn't this dude set up a prenuptial agreement before getting married? Seems like he just handed over a fortune.] [What do you mean 'handed over'? Marital assets are jointly owned, what's wrong with dividing it?] [I just want to know, how much of that 'jointly owned' wealth did Cynthia actually earn? None, I bet!] [200 million!! I'd happily take that. I could even find you a new spouse myself, forget about the divorce!] [Why did they get divorced?] [That's none of my business as a person making a 1500 monthly salary.] [Cynthia is the real winner here. Married, then divorced, with 200 million in her pocket. Sweet deal!] [I suddenly see a path to riches. Marry once, divorce once, and we get 200 million. If I did it a few more times, wou

"But are we just going to let them slander you online?" Jimmy was still frustrated. "The trending topic has been taken down. Even if they continue discussing, they won't get far. Something new will replace it in a while, and today's discussions will be forgotten," Cynthia replied, maintaining her cool. Jimmy wanted to say more, but Cynthia decided to end the call. She asked him not to worry too much. Given her father's interest in social media, he would not know about this short-lived trend. However, just because he did not know did not mean no one would tell him, like her cousin, Kendrick. "President, this is a trending topic from today. Would you like to take a look?" Lionel Tom held a tablet and handed it to Kendrick. "What's there to see about a trending topic?" Kendrick was busy with work. Once he cleared his workload, he could finally take a break. During the holiday, he needed to discuss with Cynthia about taking over the Yates Group next year. He had been managing it fo

"No need," Cynthia responded nonchalantly. Shirley, who did not quite understand these matters, only wanted people to help her sister blame the scoundrel. "Why not?" "Most people online are merely bystanders, just there for the show. We should handle our own affairs. There is no need to make a public spectacle of our business," Cynthia said, rubbing her forehead. Shirley mulled over it, understanding the reasoning but still felt a twinge of emotion. "I'll go make a phone call," Cynthia said, glancing at Jonathan, who was still upset. She quietly instructed Shirley, "Try to calm Dad down." "Okay." Shirley nodded. After gently rubbing Shirley's head, Cynthia ascended the stairs to make a call. The person on the other end of the line was none other than Joshua. "Cynthia," Joshua's voice changed immediately upon picking up the call. It was completely different from the cold demeanor in the video. Cynthia pinched the bridge of her nose, a complex emotion flashing across her

He did not even know what to say. Cynthia, who was busy thinking about how to help Captain deal with his parents, asked, "Captain, do your parents have any personality requirements for your partner? Do I need to act?" "No need. Just be yourself." Matthew glanced at her while continuing to drive. "Will I mess things up for you?" "No." Having received these answers, Cynthia did not ask further. Two hours later, the car stopped at a hacienda. After getting out of the car, Matthew handed the car keys to a security guard at the entrance. He then opened the passenger side door and helped Cynthia out. Despite her nervousness, Cynthia kept her feelings hidden. She had always been worried about Captain not having enough money or something similar, but judging from what she saw today, Captain was not short of money. There was no shortage whatsoever. The value of this hacienda was also counted in billions. Cynthia stepped in with him, gazing at the blue-brick, grey-tiled buil