Frieda could just imagine Aubree’s face after the latter read the comments even though they were only speaking over the phone. She said dryly, “You should take a look for yourself, Aubree…”
Aubree turned on the speakerphone and opened her social media app grimly. Someone commented: Aubree is shameless. How dare she claim to be Mr. Farwell’s first crush when she’s really just a homewrecker? If he truly had feelings for her, why would he have married his original spouse?
Another seconded: That’s right. Whatever feelings Mr. Farwell had for his first crush would have been gone by now after six long years. Moreover, Mr. Farwell acts as if he doesn’t even know her. If you ask me, his original spouse is his first crush. Aubree is just a nobody.
The comments were scathing and merciless, leaving no room for doubt about the netizens’ disdain toward Aubree. Aubree had to muster up all her energy to resist the urge to throw her phone across the room.
“Roxanne, that b*tch!” she cursed through gritted teeth. Frieda tried to calm her down. “Calm down. Aubree. There’s no point getting angry about this right now.”
She was worried that Aubree might do something foolish and drag herself into it..
Aubree took a few deep breaths before she spoke again. “Do you know any public relations company? I’m going to make that b*tch pay for what she said.”
Frieda hesitated upon hearing this. How is this any different from what she did the last time? I’m still the one who’s handing the knife over to her as she commits murder. I’ll be a goner if either Jonathan or Lucian finds out.
“Just let it slide, Aubree. Where are you going to get the money to recruit the help of a public relations company with the state your family is in right now?”
She tried to dissuade Aubree. However, Aubree saw through her right away “I’ll contact them myself. Don’t worry. I won’t get you involved. As for the money, I can afford it.”
Til do everything in my power to expose that b*tch’s true colors to the world. Frieda reluctantly gave her a number, having no reason to reject her at this point.
Aubree didn’t say anything anymore after getting what she wanted. She hung up the call and contacted the public relations company. “Hello, what kind of business collaboration are you looking for?” came the prompt response from the other end.
Aubree said through gritted teeth, “I want you to spread the news about the original spouse of Farwell Group’s CEO.”
The scandal involving the Farwells had caused a huge uproar online. It was only natural for a professional public relations firm to be aware of it.
The person on the other end of the line immediately became cautious when he heard Aubree’s request. “And you are?” Aubree replied coldly, “Aubree Pearson.”
Hearing that, the other party ended the call immediately. Aubree dialed the number again through clenched teeth, her face darkening. “I’ll pay you thirty million to post the news. It’s not fake, I promise.”
The other party’s resolve started to waver when they heard the offer of such a large sum. However, they still didn’t dare to take the risk. “Fifty million! I’ll pay you ten million more when everything is over, so sixty million in total!” Aubree added.
Aubree had prepared the fifty million Cory requested back then, but little did she know she would be using the money for this instead of what she had intended.
In the end, the other party gave in to the temptation of money and agreed to her terms after much hesitation. “Okay. What do you want us to post?”
Aubree’s gaze turned icy as she delivered the message she had prepared beforehand.
