Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

“No. It’s…” The ghostwriter hesitated.

Tina grew very impatient. “Tell me who did it!”

“It’s your ex-fiancé,” he replied loudly with his eyes closed.

Tina was stunned.

It was Toby?

It was really him!

Tina held her phone tightly—so much so that the phone was close to being crushed.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and calmed down temporarily. “Then how is the situation online now?”

“The news about Sonia on the Internet has been cleaned up now. The ones that were forwarded by the media accounts for hype have been forcibly deleted. Although your original post is still there, it has been forcibly suppressed and is off the trending chart.”

Upon mentioning that, the ghostwriter sighed for a while.

Surely enough, it was good to have money and power—that way, one could control the entire Internet.

Tina’s hand trembled slightly while holding the phone. “How much would it cost if I want to get it back on the trending list?”

“More than 30 million.” After thinking about it for a while, the man on the other end of the line gave her an answer.

“30 million!” Tina’s voice was raised, and her expression was menacing. “Why don’t you rob a bank instead?”

Hearing that, he smiled bitterly. “Miss Gray, I am not trying to cheat you. This is really the amount we need, because President Fuller spent 30 million to suppress this news too. If you want to make this news trending again, your only option is to spend more money—otherwise, it’s going to be useless.”

Tina was so mad that she was speechless.

How could she afford 30 million?

Although her family was not short of money, her monthly pocket money was only 1 million, and she had already used it all up at the beginning of each month as she had to buy new luxury bags and shoes every month. After her pocket money ran out, she would use Toby’s money.

But now that her engagement with Toby had been terminated, he had frozen all of the cards he gave her before she regained consciousness, so she could no longer use his money. The money that she had used to hire these ghostwriters were her savings; she had spent millions on them.

million

with the Fullers, the company’s funds

solution. With a sinister smirk at the corner of her mouth, she said, “If that’s the case, immediately spread news of my coming live broadcast and say that I am going to explain

is brilliant. This way, no matter who wants to suppress this news, they’d really have to think twice—because once they suppress your live broadcast, it would undoubtedly prove that Sonia had indeed

ahead.” Tina smirked

at Paradigm Co., a Maybach was parked not too far

frowned at the group of reporters who were still clamoring outside

in a row and tried

more the security guards tried to stop them from entering,

guards were slowly losing control of the situation, Toby picked up the phone and ordered, “Go over

from the other end of

several heavily modified vehicles

whereupon more than a dozen men in black uniforms got

people measured around 1.8 meters tall. The muscular and tough men wore expressionless faces; people could tell that they were not to

Fuller Group. Each of them had undergone the most rigorous and

and shouting, saw these bodyguards, they quieted down

people?

moved. They took a few steps forward and extended their big hands

each bodyguard carried a reporter by the back collar, like holding a kitten, and stuffed all of them into the cars

Co. got to the scene, no one was standing

What exactly happened?

those people, who looked like gangsters,

all the reporters had been cleared, Toby started the

trading department when suddenly, there was a knock on the door of

saw Toby, whereupon she froze. “I-It’s

with his long legs. He looked at her surprised round eyes while a smile flashed in his eyes. “It’s

the phone and frowned.

didn’t dare to stop me,” Toby stopped across from her desk

Sonia’s mouth twitched.

until now. It could be said that Fuller Group was

was what happened the last time as

rubbed her eyebrows. “Okay, then. But when you came up, weren’t you