Chapter 753


    Not long after Benjamin and Amelia''s return to Saspiuburg, an anonymous post appeared on the


    inte. It was titled: Clinton Corporations'' Heir Misusing Power To Stop Wife From Acknowledging


    Family. The content tried to stir the public''s emotions by illustrating how the authoritative heir had


    forced his wife to break all ties with the family members she had just reunited with. It also stated how


    the heir had invited the chairman of Hutton Corporations, who missed his daughter dearly, over for a


    short chat, only to get beaten up badly as there were passers-by who spotted the man with multiple


    bruises on his face after that.


    That intriguing storyline undoubtedly attracted the attention of many, and in no time, the post rose to


    first ce on the trending list.


    Even though the post did not mention any names, it garnered the interest of the various media outlets


    rtively quickly since Clinton Corporations and Hutton Corporations were considerably well-known


    organizations in Tayhaven and Saspiuburg. Unafraid of the consequences, many reporters hurried


    toward Clinton Corporations to fight for an opportunity to interview Oscar.


    Meanwhile, Linda knocked on the door and only entered after getting the green light from Oscar.


    “The chief reporter of Chronicles Daily would like to have an interview with you, Mr. Clinton. Are you


    interested?” Linda asked.


    “I won''t be doing any interviews. Also, get someone to get rid of that online post,” Oscarmanded


    while sorting out some documents.


    “But Mr. Clinton, Chronicles Daily is Tayhaven''s best publishing house. It has the best sales for its daily


    newspapers and holds a significant role in the country. Why don''t you ept an hour''s interview with


    them and use the chance to rify the false usations against you online?” Linda gave it some


    thought and bravely offered her suggestion.


    “I don''t think there''s a need to reveal my family affairs to the entire world,” Oscar cidly said as he


    lifted his head and swept a gaze over her.


    Linda took a deep breath to suppress the anxiety surging within her. “Mr. Clinton, allow me to say


    something. Everyone who knows you personally is aware that the content in that post is fake. However,


    it has be the most widely viewed post on the inte. Cyberbullying has a lot more impact than


    we think. In my opinion, why don''t you make a brief response, Mr. Clinton? Or else it''ll surely affect the


    company''s shares sooner orter.”


    “There''s no need. It''s nothing but a nonsensical post.” Oscar waved his hand in dismissal. “Get back to


    work.”


    Left with no choice, Linda headed out after taking an additional nce at the man.


    As soon as she stepped out, Isabe arrived in the elevator.


    “Ms. Walker,” Linda greeted politely.


    Isabe lightly nodded and whispered, “Is Oscar in there?”


    Linda bobbed her head.


    “Okay. I shall make my way in then.”


    “Mr. Clinton is busy with work right now, Ms. Walker. Without his permission, you better not go in. That''ll


    save secretaries like us from getting reprimanded.”


    Isabe cast her a quick look and articted, “I need to talk to him about some matters. Don''t worry; I


    promise he won''t me it on you.”


    Since she was so persistent about it, Linda did not say anything more.


    With that, Isabe headed toward Oscar''s office and gave a knock on the door. Sure enough, he


    agreed to let her in.


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    “Oscar, I''ve already sent someone to check on the IP address of that anonymous poster. The culprit


    turns out to be a resident of a random neighborhood in Saspiuburg. I sought help from a friend to look


    for that person in that neighborhood, but he fled the scene long ago. My friend learned from the


    management office that the anonymous poster is an IT expert. He''s adept withputers and works as


    a technician in a medium-sizedpany. He resigned a few days ago, and guess what? That post


    appeared online subsequently. We also found a sum of money transferred into his ount


    anonymously,” Isabe conveyed upon stepping into the office.


    Without looking up, Oscar replied, “I know. I''ve already gotten my men to check on it. He''s nothing but


    a clown. There''s no need to be bothered about someone insignificant like him.”


    “Oscar, they''ve bullied you to this extent and even falsely used you of ill-treating your wife and


    stopping her from acknowledging her family. It has caused severe damage to your reputation. I think it''s


    time for you to step forward and rify the situation.” Isabe scrunched her brows tightly.


    Oscar let out a snort ofughter and finally lifted his head at that point.


    “Is there anything else?”


    “I''m worried about you, Oscar. Why do you appear sockadaisical about the situation?”


    “If there''s nothing else, you can head out now, Isabe. I don''t need an irresponsible person who


    doesn''t know how to differentiate private matters from work to continue staying in thepany.”


    Isabe bit her lip and fell silent.


    “Oscar, we can always be good friends. Though I''m not lucky enough to be the woman you love,


    I''m still your sister in name. There''s no need to be so wary of me,” Isabe reasoned.


    Oscar grabbed his pen and continued with his work, ignoring herpletely.


    Isabe gazed at the man intently for a moment before she turned and headed out.


    “Ms. Walker, are you getting back to work?” Linda queried.


    In response, Isabe merely shot her a look and continued heading into the pantry.


    When she stepped out, she had two cups of beverages in her grip—one was a coffee, and the other a


    tea.


    She passed the coffee to Linda and said, “I brewed this for you, Linda. Try it. And this is for Oscar. I


    noticed he''s been upied with work recently, so I think drinking some tea will help him stay


    energized.”


    Receiving the coffee, Linda put on a surprised expression. “Ms. Walker, thank you for the coffee. Not to


    worry, I''ll bring this cup of tea to Mr. Clinton.”


    Isabe pulled a smile on her face. “I''m counting on you then.”


    After Isabe left, Linda stared at the cup of coffee in her hand helplessly.


    “Linda, you''ve attracted Ms. Walker''s attention. Be extremely careful from now on. Hopefully, you won''t


    be in the same predicament as the other Linda,” another secretary reminded.


    Averting her gaze to the cup of steaming hot tea in her other hand, Linda began mumbling to herself, “I


    doubt there''s anything wrong with this cup of tea, right? It can''t possibly be spiked, could it?”


    Having convinced herself mentally, she brought the cup of tea into the office.


    “Mr. Clinton, you have been very busy at work, so I made you a cup of tea. Have a taste and see if it''s


    to your liking. Mrs. Clinton specially taught me how to brew it,” Linda imed.


    Raising his head to eye the cup of hot tea before him, Oscar picked it up and blew on it before taking a


    sip. Then, he directed his gaze to Linda and asked, “Amelia really taught you this?”


    “Yes, Mr. Clinton. I learned it from Mrs. Clinton before. Is it not to your liking? I guess I was just acting


    smart. Sorry about that.” Linda wore a silly grin as she answered him.


    “It doesn''t taste too bad. Get back to your work.” Oscar waved a dismissive hand.


    Hearing that, Linda breathed a sigh of relief.


    She nodded in acknowledgment and turned to leave.


    As soon as Linda exited Oscar''s office, she caught sight of Isabe, who she thought had left long ago,


    waiting for her at her desk.


    Instantly, her heart leaped to her throat again. “Ms. Walker, is there anything else I can do for you?”


    “Take it easy. I only want to know if Oscar has drank that cup of tea?” Isabe was surprisingly


    amicable.


    Astonishment flooded Linda''s heart, but she honestly answered, “Yes, Ms. Walker, Mr. Clinton drank it.


    Is there anything else?”


    Isabe''s eyes glistened with joy as she smiled. “Nope. Continue with what you''re doing. I have to get


    back to work too.”


    In high spirits, she whipped around and walked away.


    That secretary who had a good rtionship with Linda pensively questioned, “Linda, don''t you think


    Ms. Walker is quite odd? She diligently makes coffee or tea for Mr. Clinton, yet she has never sent it to


    him herself. Is it possible that she put something in the beverages?”


    “Do you think we''re filming a drama right now? Who in the world would be so dumb to spike a drink in


    front of so many people? Hurry and get back to work,” Linda replied.


    “Never let your guard down, Linda. It''s better to be cautious so that you won''t be someone else''s


    scapegoat.”


    “I know. I''m not that stupid.”


    Finishing her words, Linda returned to her seat. As much as she was skeptical about Isabe''s


    behavior, she supposed thetter was not that foolish and reasoned that Isabe had done it out of


    pure admiration for Oscar.


    Meanwhile, Isabe was brimming with exhration back in her office. Oscar has drank so many cups


    of coffee and tea that I brewed. A little more hard work left to go before I get to perform deep hypnosis


    on him.


    Already, passionate scenes of Oscar pulling her into his embrace yed in her mind, and she could not


    wait for it to be reality.