Chapter 791: Distorted

Chapter 791: Distorted

Because no one expected the man in the video to be Ayan!!!

The black Mercedes he often drove was the exact same car, with the

same license plate. Even the clothes he wore were the custom-made

suits he usually wore.

That was why Ayan and Kian had such reactions when they saw the

video.

Now that the video had been leaked, the media immediately tried to

contact Simpson Group, but they couldn't reach anyone.

However, Simpson Group's PR department had already received

instructions from Kian and prepared a response plan. They quickly

contacted Kian while he was still on the highway, leaving him stunned.

The head of the PR department asked cautiously, "Kian, this matter has

nothing to do with Mr. Simpson, right?"

Although Ayan had great abilities and a strong background, with the

rising heat of public opinion, it wouldn't be so easy to control the

situation.

Kian didn't answer the question directly, only saying, "Release the PR

statement you prepared in an hour. Simpson Group's legal team will

also issue a similar statement. As for other matters, I'll let you know

after I talk to Mr. Simpson. Remember, don't discuss it casually. Focus

on your tasks."

"Understood!"

After ending the call with the PR department, Kian immediately called

Ayan.

But Ayan's line was busy, and he couldn't reach him at all.

Helpless, Kian could only call Camille.

Meanwhile, at Maple Leaves Mansion...

Ayan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, answering the call from

Rex. Rex had naturally seen the news and asked, "What's going on

with you now? They're accusing you of intentional murder just like

that?"

Ayan rubbed his forehead as he lifted his hand. He had only learned

about the news from Rex's call, so he didn't need to see the contents

since he had already watched the video.

With narrowed eyes, Ayan replied indifferently, "So you're calling to

mock me now?"

"How could I dare?" Rex replied calmly. “I'm just a little curious. Who

dares to target you like this over and over again?"

"Since you're so curious, go and find out. Then tell me the results,

hmm?"

"Ayan, are you begging me?" Rex asked.

"What do you think?"

Their way of speaking had always been like this, so Camille had gotten

used to it.

She had also seen what was happening online because many people

had sent her messages. But seeing Ayan bantering with Rex like

everything was normal, she couldn't quite grasp what he was thinking.

Ayan always had a plan, so she wasn't too worried. It was only when

he fell silent and his mood turned really bad that she would start to

worry.

Camille sat quietly by the side, waiting for Ayan to finish the call.

On the other end of the phone, Rex said, "If you can still argue with me,

then everything must be fine. Do you really want me to investigate?"

"No need, it's nothing. I'd rather not get you involved for trouble,” he

replied coldly, his words gentle.

Rex continued, "If you need anything, just ask. Don't feel

embarrassed.”

"Sure."

"Alright, I won't meddle into this, then you tell me, who's behind all

this?"

Ayan didn't respond. Instead, he reached for the cigarettes on the

coffee table, but he didn't light one because Camille was nearby.

Before he could speak, Camille's phone started ringing as well.

She saw Kian's name displayed on the screen and handed the phone

directly to Ayan.

He took the phone and calmly said to Rex, "Alright, I have another call.”

"Alright, if you don't want to say, forget it. Contact me if you need

anything. We're both free."

The last few words carried a hint of provocation, so Ayan ended the call

without even saying goodbye.

He immediately pressed the answer button on Camille's phone and

spoke in a low voice, "Hello?"

Upon hearing Ayan's voice, Kian responded immediately, “Mr. Simpson,

have you seen what's happening online? I've informed the PR

department, and they will release a statement in an hour. Do you need

to contact Logan?"

"No need. Just inform the media we had previously contacted to spread

the information we provided."

"Alright."

The news had already spread that evening, and the Simpson family

contacted Ayan immediately.

However, Ayan didn't respond, only telling the Simpson family not to

worry too much.

Since no one could reach Ayan directly, they could only contact

Simpson Group. Even though it was already nighttime, a crowd had

gathered outside the Simpson Group building.

The architects working on the museum project were discussing

privately, wondering if Ayan was behind this.

Because it was hard not to think that Ayan had done this for Camille.

Camille and Louise's affairs were once again brought up for discussion,

and many keyboard warriors continuously questioned, “Is Ayan bullying

people by doing this?"

"Do they think they can do whatever they want, relying on the Simpson

Group and the Simpson family behind them? Do they think this matter

won't be exposed and no one will know?"

"Supporting his own wife while disregarding the lives of others, is that

how capitalists behave?"

"Capitalists really know how to play!

"Now that someone has died, don't they come out and explain?"

"They must be feeling guilty, that's why they don't dare to respond.

They must have silently admitted it, right?"

"I request that the police give the deceased justice. Don't let the

capitalists buy them off and confuse the situation!"

Online comments were like a battlefield, with keyboard warriors

unleashing their lifetime knowledge, afraid that saying one less word

would make them lose their sacred identity.

But where there is bad, there will naturally be good.

However, it was few and far between.

Amidst the sea of comments, a small group of people voiced their

doubts, saying, "Does Ayan really need to do this? If he truly had such

intentions, would he personally come forward? I don't think Louise is

enough to make him do this. Of course, I don't disrespect the

deceased, I'm just stating the facts!"

"I agree with the person above. I have the same thoughts, but I'm afraid

of being criticized, so I don't dare to speak up. If Ayan really wanted to

protect his wife, there are many other ways to do it. If it were me, I

would simply kick that person out of this circle. Why would I want to be

accused of causing someone's death?"

"I agree t00."

"Agreed."

"I also agree, but please don't criticize me, I'm just a passerby, an

insignificant person.”

Amidst the heated discussions in the comments, the PR department of

the Simpson Group issued a statement.

“In regards to the false accusations against the President of the

Simpson Group, the Simpson Group will take legal measures to provide

the public with a resolution. We hope that the rumors will stop

spreading.”

Following that, the legal department of the Simpson Group sent out

legal letters, not just for show, but directly holding the media and gossip

accounts responsible for initially spreading these rumors.

The Simpson Group has always been like this, not playing with empty

words. Therefore, when the lawyers and PR department simultaneously

released statements, the tide of public opinion slowly turned to the

Simpson Group.

At the same time, another piece of news appeared out of nowhere.

“Louise has been intimately involved with a project collaborator from

the museum. They have had multiple secret rendezvous, and

witnesses can testify that they had an argument on the evening of that

day."

This news was published by a local social news media outlet in Hance

City. This media outlet had been operating in Hance City for many

years, focusing on local social news. Its popularity was naturally

weaker compared to those seeking online attention, but it enjoyed high

trust within Hance City.

After this news was released, it immediately caused a huge sensation.

Because Ayan was not involved in this project, and even though he

appeared at Louise's apartment door, it didn't mean he was still with

Louise.

So who could it be?

Netizens activated their Sherlock Holmes mode, and some even began

to imagine complex romantic entanglements.

At the same time, in a luxurious residence in Hance City.

A man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, facing outside, his face cold

and grim. A low voice sounded beside him, "Ayan must be intentionally

distorting the facts! What should we do now?"