Chapter 71


    The headlines that Madeline had just read were Top 3 trending headlines on Facebook at the moment.


    The fourth headline was even more scandalous.


    “Wedding Bells for Noah Quincy? Exclusive Family Portrait!”


    The fourth headline was simr to the first three, all of which made the story of Noah Quincy cheating


    on his fiancée sound more credible. Madeline was initially confused, but she calmed down very quickly


    and could evenugh to herself at one point. She had found the keyword in all of these articles after


    she had re-read them – st night’.


    Last night, Madeline had seen Angie Grant kissing another man with her own eyes. The man had led


    her away after that. Madeline even thought that perhaps Angie had found herself a new man. How did


    Noah end up being the scapegoat for this man?


    “Mommy, how are you still able tough?” Thomas asked out of concern, his face etched with anger


    and worry. Children could never quite hide their emotions as well as their adult parents could. His fiery


    anger was directed at the person who tried to nder his mother. He quickly took out his high-tech


    children’sptop from his backpack, typing swiftly with his chubby little fingers. Just a momentter, all


    the trending search articles that Suzette Grant had paid $10 million to promote had been bumped to


    the bottom. When someone tried to click on the article, they would be automatically redirected to an


    error 404 page.


    Madeline did not mind being gossiped about on the inte, but she was still touched as she watched


    her son working hard to minimize her exposure. She too had another weapon in hand, in the form of


    the mediapany that she got Albert to set up back then to go against Angie. However, the


    Facebook articles made Madeline recall something else fromst night too. During the cake cutting


    ceremony, Noah Quincy had already left the Quincy residence. What time did he leave, and where did


    he go? Why did he have to conceal his movements? There was something fishy about this!


    ……


    All the trending articles that Angie and Suzette had promoted were taken down in less than an hour.


    However, manyizens had already seen and read the articles while they were up. One such person


    was Bruno Grant, Angie’s doting father. The moment he had read the article, he was ready to go to war


    with whoever who caused his daughter’s misery.


    “Angie, are the articles true? You let Noah sleep with you and dump you right after?” he asked Angie


    through the phone.


    “Dad, it’s not my fault. It’s Noah who cancelled the wedding!” Angie retorted shamefully. Her father’s


    words had stung more than she had expected.


    “So, was it Noah you were withst night? Are you 100% sure?” Bruno sounded surprised and


    confused.


    “Of course, Dad! Who else could it be besides Noah? What do you mean by that? Do you not trust your


    own daughter even though my name has been tarnished and dragged through the mood?” Angie cried,


    feeling betrayed by her father’s line of questioning. Everyone in Imperia now knew that she had slept


    with Noah Quincy. How was she going to live this down?


    “Are you sure there was no one else…? That can’t be…” Bruno was muttering to himself more than he


    was talking to Angie. His heart raced as he sensed something amiss, like a bad omen about toe


    true.


    Very quickly, Bruno took out his phone and opened an app to check his bank ount bnce. The


    $1million he had asked for was still there. However, the remaining bnce that was supposed to be


    transferred over by this morning was nowhere to be seen. Bruno panicked slightly, wondering what had


    changed sincest night.


    As he thought about thest night’s turn of events, his phone rang in his pocket. The caller ID showed


    Jerry Lowe was calling. Bruno picked up the call hastily, but before he could say anything, Jerry’s angry


    voice assaulted his ears first.


    “Bruno Grant, are you messing with me? Did your daughter sleep with two menst night? It’s a waste


    she’s not a prostitute!” Jerry cursed.


    “Jerry, there must be some kind of misunderstanding, I’m sure…” Bruno began.


    “Misunderstanding? The headlines on Facebook are as clear as day! Your daughter spent the night


    with me, then left halfway to service Noah Quincy instead. If she’s not a whore, I don’t know who is!”


    Jerry blustered.


    Bruno heard all the vile words Jerry used to describe his daughter, but he was in no position to say


    anything to defend her. He made the decision to send his daughter into Jerry’s armsst night. Jerry


    Lowe had agreed to give him $100million as capital for him to expand his business in return for his


    daughter. He had also given him the $1million as an engagement deposit, but he insisted on ‘trying the


    goods’ first. Bruno hadplied with his request without hesitation. When he heard that Angie had


    gone to the dinner party at the Quincys, he immediately called Jerry and told him when and where to


    show up.


    Everything had gone smoothlyst night, so what went wrong? Bruno had even told Jerry about the


    ‘happy pill’ he had put in Angie’s pursest night.


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    “Mr. Lowe, don’t panic. I’m very sure there’s definitely a misunderstanding somewhere. Our Angie is


    not like what you described at all. These headlines on Facebook must be a tactic that someone is using


    to defame her. I hope you can understand the situation and be on her side, sir. After all, we’re going to


    be a family soon, right?” Jerry assuaged.


    He still did not have a clue as to what went wrong, but the Lowes were his lifeline and he could not


    afford to destroy their rtionship.


    “You wretched family! She was so sweet andpliant in my armsst night, but I bet she was even


    sweeter to Noah Quincy. You think anyone would want to marry a used thing like her? I’ve been taken


    for a fool!” Jerry continued his verbal abuse.


    “Mr. Lowe, please don’t do this. I will find out who is behind all this and make it go away, I promise!”


    Bruno tried to pacify the situation.


    “Now, that’s more like it!” Jerry finally sumbed to Bruno’s pleas.


    “Exactly, Mr. Lowe. Did Angie… satisfy youst night?” Bruno sensed an opening and went for it.


    “About the $100million investment…”


    “Did you hit your head on the ground and hurt your brain? Do you think I’d still give you the money now


    that things are like this? Dream on!” Jerry hung up the phone abruptly.


    “Mr. Lowe… Mr. Lowe, hello??” Bruno was about to continue when he realized Jerry had hung up.


    Bruno was utterly defeated. Nothing could turn his mood around until he found out who was behind


    this.


    Hold up… When he was talking to Angie on the phone, she did not seem to mind the headlines per


    se…Unless…


    A scary thought suddenly bubbled in his mind.