Chapter 162

Chapter 162

"In fact, Vivienne is a little girl who lived next door to us when we were abroad. She is the nemesis of Ezra. So, can you promise me that you will delete this name from your mind?" Olivia talked nonsense seriously.

Jameson glanced at the monitoring data on his cell phone screen and then looked at Olivia, who was seemingly earnest.

He nodded mechanically.

Olivia was getting better at fooling people. It was amazing, but unfortunately, he didn't believe her, Jameson thought to himself.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from Dean's live-stream studio, breaking the silence in the living room.

Both Olivia and Jameson were instantly attracted to it.

In Dean's studio, a second frame was somehow forcibly added.

In that frame, a video of an interview five years ago was playing.

Dean was dressed sleekly. He was standing in front of the media in high spirits with his noble-looking wife Caroline. He bitterly attacked Olivia, abused her for disgracing the Clarke family, and declared that he would cut off all ties with her.

As soon as this video was played, Dean's live-stream studio burst into an uproar.

All the netizens were stunned in an instant.

[What was going on?]

[To put it simply, at that time, Olivia was said to be the murderer of the Old Mr. Kinsman of the Kinsman family. Olivia's parents' family, the Clarke family, announced that they had broken off their relationship with her immediately. Olivia had been missing since then and Mr. Clarke had never looked for her all these years. All that he wished was to marry his eldest daughter, Gianna Clarke, into the Kinsman family as a concubine.]

[The reason why Mr. Clarke mentioned Olivia frequently is that Mr. Kinsman only recognized Olivia as his wife now...]

As soon as the post appeared, the netizens instantly felt disgusted as if they had eaten a blowfly.

[Oh my god! Is he still a father? Breaking off relations with his daughter at a critical moment in order to climb up the social ladder? Mr. Clarke, you're so cu nning.]

[Thank God that the Internet has a memory.]

[Thank God that the Internet has a memory.]

At this moment, Dean sat in the studio quivering with anger.

Which son of a b itch did that to cut off his path to wealth?

However, at this point, if he lost his temper, he would prove that he was guilty. Thus, Dean changed his mind to admit his mistake earnestly and try to fix the positive image of a good father so that the netizens could continue to abuse Olivia.

"I know you may not understand, but the Clarke family was just a small business. We couldn't afford to offend a powerful family like the Kinsman family. When that incident happened, as the head of the family, had to make a statement of breaking off all ties with my daughter immediately for the whole family's sake.

"Alas, I was wrong back then, but I had to take the responsibility of protecting the whole family. I'm not the only one in the Clarke family... I don't expect every one of you to understand me. I just hope that you won't hurt my daughter. She came back with effort. She must have her reasons not to recognize me as her father..."

Dean said in a tearful voice, looking as pitiful as he could be.

The netizens who had just cursed Dean began to sympathize with him again.

More and more people expressed their understanding of the responsibility of Dean as the owner of an enterprise.

Many people even praised him for giving up personal happiness for the family in a boarder sense.

Public opinion had tilted in favor of Dean again and his positive image was restored.

Dean couldn't help but feel that he was too smart,

After that small episode, his popularity went up instead of declining. Dean thought he was indeed a man who had the secret code of internet traffic in his hand.

His intangible value would double in the future with a high probability.

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Chapter 162

Just as Dean successfully stabilized the netizens' emotions and was about to continue selling goods, the live-stream studio was hacked again.

This time, what was playing was the scene when Caroline pulled out the oxygen tube angrily and laughed smugly in the hospital last night.

When the surveillance footage started to play, the netizens thought that the live-stream studio had been accidentally connected to a TV channel. It was not until Caroline viciously cursed Olivia, who was lying on the hospital bed wrapped in gauze, to pull out her oxygen tube that a shower of filthy abuse came out of the netizens' mouths.

[What the fuck? What kind of devil is that mother? Was she taking her daughter's life while she was sick and powerless?]

[Is that Mrs. Clarke in the video? She's beautiful but as venomous as a viper. What do you think of her, Mr. Clarke?]

[Mr. Clarke and his wife have a true love for each other. Are you her accomplice?]

[Tut-tut. The father slandered Miss Olivia in the live-stream studio, and the mother pulled out her oxygen tube in the hospital. Mr. Clarke, you are giving a great show!] [Oh my god, this is murder. Call the police!]

[Call the police!]

[Call the police!]

The netizens sent online messages to the Melburgh police in a frenzy, and someone even called the police.

Meanwhile, Dean was struggling in the gush of abuse and he couldn't say anything to defend himself.

When Orange Entertainment Company saw that the popularity in the studio was too high and that the police had really begun to intervene, it quickly shut down the live stream. Dean felt as if his lungs were about to explode.

He was bathed in perspiration because of anxiety.

"Mr. Clarke, go check what's going on with that video. Did that bi tch Caroline really go to the hospital to murder Olivia?"

"That stu pid woman who can't do anything right!"

Dean cursed as he stood up. At this moment, he was so angry that he wouldn't bother to pretend to be haggard.

He was in high spirits and roared angrily. That made Charles depressed.

"Mr. Clarke, your haggard image is in fact just a disguise? Were your remarks on the videos played just now your true words? You cut off the relationship with Miss Olivia first and then you wanted to restore the relationship with her, didn't you? After being refused, you sent your wife to kill her, didn't you?*

Charles felt as if his world outlook had collapsed.

What the hell is going on?"

He had thought that Dean was really a lonely old man who had been abandoned by his daughter who married into a rich family.

Charles recalled what had happened earlier. Realizing that he had nearly become the accomplice of Dean, he was horrified. "We are in the same boat. How can you listen to other people's nonsense? If it were not for somebody making the trouble just now, we had mastered the secret of internet traffic. Didn't you see that? We have sold so many goods within half an hour.

"But you can't make money in such an immoral way. Besides, do you think you can continue selling goods after what happened just now? I think a large number of people will want to return the products. We will very probably lose money." Charles frowned and his heart sank with the gloomy prospect.

He thought that he had seen the light at the end of the tunnel, but he didn't expect that it was an abyss out there. What a sin!

"What are you talking about?!" Dean was displeased at Charles's reaction.

However, before Dean could finish his words, he received a call from the manager of Orange Entertainment Company. Dean thought that his backer was coming and answered the call immediately.

"Hello, Mr. Lee, your staff's reaction to the changes needs to be improved. You have to find someone to fix the matter of the live-stream studio so that we can go on with our show. We are having soaring traffic now. I have confidence that we can hit the record of 100 million visitors tonight!"

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