Chapter 616

Chapter 616 Making Things Worse Draco’s eyes kept twitching. He had made Casey the vice president, but none of the MK employees paid attention to Casey.

Driven by the desire for profits, Draco chose to prioritize them over his beloved son, fearing that his family might suffer The following morning, Josie burst into Caroline’s office at TVC, looking horrified. She woke Caroline up and exclaimed, “Something’s wrong, Ms. Shenton!”

Startled, Caroline rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly. “What happened?”

“They vandalized the company’s glass door with paint because they couldn’t find you and wrote some offensive words…”

Caroline, now somber, asked, “What did they write?”

Josie hesitated and refused to speak.

“Just tell me,” Caroline said, bending over to put on her shoes.

“They said… They called you an easy slut.” Josie’s voice trailed off, but Caroline still heard her.

After a brief pause, Caroline stood up. “Let them be.”

Josie glanced at her. “Ms. Shenton, we don’t know how bad it can get if you don’t address this publicly.”

Caroline looked at Josie calmly. “Getting worked up over this minor issue? They’re getting more restless and eager to see me lose my composure.” As she said that, her phone rang.

She picked up her phone from the tea table and instructed Josie, after realizing it was a call from Paige,”

Just go and calm down.”

With her head down, Josie replied, “Understood, Ms. Shenton.”

After Josie left, Caroline answered the call. Before she could say anything, she heard Paige’s trembling voice. “C–Carol, those people attacked the bodyguards! They even threw dirty water at the door, and now the whole house smells terrible.”

Caroline clenched her fists slowly. “Calm down and listen to me, Paige.”

“Okay, Пl listen.”

“Hold on for just five more days! Tell the bodyguards to identify the troublemakers and keep a record.”

“Okay, got it,” Paige replied. “I’ll help you compile a list of their names.”

“Thank you, Paige.”

“Of course, I’ll assist you. You’re my best friend. We’ll stick together!”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Caroline walked to the French window and glanced at the crowd outside raising white banners. She felt sad and bitter but had no one to confide in. If she let her emotions take over, her company would not survive these difficult days.

She sighed weakly. It felt like an eternity.

Four days later, the Internet was buzzing with news of TYC’s impending bankruptcy.

Initially, some fans supported Caroline, but their support waned when she remained silent. They began to criticize her even more harshly than the others who had started the uproar.

During a lunch break, the TYC employees gathered in the conference room.

One male employee spoke up. “It’s been six days, hasn’t it? Why hasn’t Ms. Shenton explained anything? Is she proving the rumors right?”

“Don’t speak ill of Ms. Shenton,” a female employee said. “She’s always been good to us. We shouldn’t make things worse.”

“Yeah, she’s been taking care of us in the company, providing us with good food and drinks.”

“Exactly. She wouldn’t have continued spending so much if she was planning to run away.”

But the male employee persisted, “Then why hasn’t she said anything? Those rumors must be true.

Maybe she’s just waiting for it to blow over.”

Holding a water bottle, Josie glared at him. “No, they’re not true.”

The male employee looked at Josie, asking, “Aren’t they?”