Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Major Incident Occurs
Suddenly, netizens swarmed to attack, and the Lynch Group’s official blog was directly overwhelmed, forced to disable comments.
But the impact didn’t stop there; Lynch’s various stores on major sales platforms received countless refund and return requests.
Chairman Lynch had just gone to sleep when he was awakened by a series of phone calls.
Upon learning the news, his sleepiness vanished immediately, and he organized an emergency meeting with all the executives and public relations staff to return to the company overnight.
Mrs. Lynch went to bed early; seeing her husband hastily getting up to put on his suit, she groggily rubbed her eyes and asked, "Honey, where are you going?"
"There’s an urgent matter at the company, I need to go back. You continue sleeping. Also, for the next few days, don’t answer anyone’s calls, and tell Rosalind as well to stay home for now."
"Huh?" Mrs. Lynch suddenly woke up, realizing something big had happened.
"Rosalind is already on holiday, so it doesn’t matter if she stays in. But what about Jillian? Middle school doesn’t break for summer vacation for another month; she still has to go out..."
"Just call a tutor home for now and skip school for a few days."
Mrs. Lynch was even more shocked.
What kind of major incident must this be?
But she dared not delay her husband’s departure to the company and thus didn’t ask much, quickly helping him find a tie and tie it for him.
Once Chairman Lynch was fully dressed, he immediately headed downstairs.
However, upon reaching the living room, he saw Rosalind Lynch sitting on the sofa staring at the TV, which was clearly just playing commercials.
Her attention was nowhere on the TV.
Gavin Lynch frowned and, with the briefcase clamped under his arm, walked over.
"What are you doing?"
Rosalind Lynch was lost in thought and was startled by the sudden voice.
"Dad..."
Only then did Gavin Lynch notice tear stains on Rosalind’s face.
He frowned and said, "Still crying over the reception incident? Didn’t Warren say nothing after the fact? Besides, I’ve already taken care of it for you, so why are you still looking so down? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at!"
"It’s because he said nothing that I am worried... He must already know. Moreover, he hasn’t replied to any of the messages I’ve sent."
Gavin Lynch pressed his temples.
"Who’s to blame? It’s your own fault! Why place so much importance on a servant’s daughter? It’s one thing to fall into such a trap because of such a lowly person, but it nearly got exposed! I’m telling you, there’s no possibility for Warren and her; the Prescott Family will only recognize you. In families like ours, interests always come before love; have I been teaching you in vain all these years?"
Rosalind lowered her head.
"I’m sorry, Dad..."
"Useless thing! I spent so much money to send you to Bayside, and only through special channels did you get into Aethelgard University legitimately, and this is the kind of useless skills you bring back! Reflect on yourself at home for the next few days, and don’t go out."
"I understand..."
Gavin Lynch was in a hurry to handle the public relations issue and didn’t have much time to talk with Rosalind, so he grasped his briefcase tightly and walked out.
The night grew deeper, but the Lynch Group building was brightly lit.
"Chairman Lynch, we’ve identified it."
The head of the PR department, Mike, walked over with a stack of documents.
"These media outlets have the closest ties with the Prescott Group, and according to reliable sources, those appearing as victims in the news all visited Prescott Group’s headquarters today."
This news was no less than a thunderclap, awakening everyone in the meeting room.
Could it really be Prescott targeting them?
"Isn’t Prescott planning to collaborate with us on the new energy electric vehicles? Why would they go through the trouble to target us now? Are they crazy?"
"Isn’t there a mistake? It couldn’t be Prescott; our two companies have always cooperated well, with no point of competitive conflict."
Someone bravely looked at Gavin Lynch.
"Chairman Lynch, how has your relationship with Chairman Prescott been recently?"
Gavin Lynch’s expression was extremely grim, his eyes dark and unreadable.
By this point, he had realized.
It was the incident at the reception.
Warren hadn’t asked anything because he had already pinpointed Rosalind’s behavior and used this news for revenge against them.
But for Warren, to go to this extent for a servant’s daughter?
In their meetings, he always referred to him as Uncle Lynch.
No matter what, affairs between young people shouldn’t concern the companies.
Besides, Warren is still a student; how could he have so much authority to mobilize so many media outlets to bombard the Lynch Group?
Could it be it wasn’t Warren, but Lars Prescott?
Is he using this method to deliberately pressure their core technology prices to the lowest on the new energy vehicle project?
This possibility cannot be ruled out either.
The meeting room was smoke-free, but Gavin Lynch couldn’t care less and shakily lit a cigarette.
Amidst swirling smoke, his expression kept changing.
Being targeted by Prescott is far more troublesome than a single bad piece of news.
After finishing a cigarette, Gavin Lynch finally spoke.
"PR department, shut off the comments on the official blog first. Suppress the news as much as possible... As for the refund and return requests, just ignore them for now."
"And no matter what means you use, find an even bigger entertainment news story to overshadow ours."
"About Prescott, I’ll inquire tomorrow."
Everyone responded in unison: "Yes."
...
On the other side, Ariana Grant also came across the news.
She immediately rushed to Ashley Shaw’s room, eager to share the good news with her.
"This is what you call karma! Rosalind Lynch had just framed you, and now her own company is hit with such a terrible scandal. I wonder if she’ll have the energy to make trouble for you now."
Ashley Shaw’s expression, however, became somewhat complicated.
For no other reason than the timing being too coincidental.
This coincidence inevitably reminded her to think it might have something to do with Warren Prescott?
"Let me see your phone."
Her phone was charging, so she used Ariana Grant’s phone to check the news.
Through several media platforms, Ashley Shaw made a preliminary confirmation.
This indeed was Warren Prescott’s doing.
Because in her previous life, every time he waged a public opinion war, he used these same media outlets.
She didn’t understand business, but any information related to Warren, she wouldn’t forget, so she couldn’t be mistaken.
It really is Warren...
Why on earth did he do this?
Did he realize that the issue at the Lynch reception was orchestrated by Rosalind?
But if so, why would he target Lynch for her sake?
Wasn’t Rosalind the unattainable white moonlight he longed for?
Ashley Shaw was puzzled.
She felt her reincarnation might have caused many things to change invisibly, but apart from moving out from the Prescott Family, she hadn’t done anything else, right?
"Ashley, Ashley?"
Ariana Grant’s voice called by her ear.
Ashley Shaw snapped out of it, only to hear Ariana Grant ask in confusion, "Aren’t you happy about this news? Your forehead injury hasn’t even healed yet."
Ashley Shaw subconsciously touched her forehead, feeling a dull pain as her fingertip lightly brushed against it.
The swelling had gone down but left a bruise.
"Happy, of course, I’m happy."
No matter what, the exposure of the scandal involving the Lynch Group’s phone is something to celebrate.