Chapter 247
If Elara was still married to Harvey, she would have reminded the Fisher family to pay attention to public relations. However, everything that had happened today was all Harvey’s doing. Even if Fisher Corp faced a massive shock, it had nothing to do with her.
Elara stood at the ICU entrance. She looked at Dean, who was lying in bed, through the glass. He was surrounded by medical equipment and covered by a snow white blanket, He would be overlooked if one wasn’t paying
attention.
In her ears, she could still hear the sound of Bean crying loudly in the hospital when he was two or three years old He was clinging to her waist, his tiny body buried in her embrace. Back then, she was still his entire world.
Abel approached Elara, and she glanced coldly at the blood stained belt in his hands.
“The executives from Ohm Technologies have already contacted me. They want you to represent Joss Tech and discuss the acquisition deal with them.”
Abel stared at Elara’s face. He then let out a chuckle. “Report to my company next week. I’ll give you a vice president position to keep you busy!”
Upon thinking about how his daughter was the famous race car driver Luna and was now valued by a multinational corporation like Ohm Technologies, Abel’s lips curled into a greedy smile.
“As expected of my daughter!”
He reached out to touch Elara’s shoulder, but she immediately slapped his hand away.
“Don’t touch me! How disgusting.”
Elara made no effort to hide her disgust for him.
“Why, you!” Abel was about to scold her but noticed Niamh’s blood on his fingers.
Elara was a woman,
after all. She would be scared by the blond on his hand.
Thinking about the immense profit this daughter could bring him, Abel’s expression changed. He smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll go wash my hands. You truly are my most trusted daughter. The future of the Jones family depends on you!!
Elara swallowed down the nausea rising in her stomach and replied, “Don’t worry, Dad. The future of the Jones family is in my hands!”
After driving Elara and Merida away, Ethel sat in the hospital corridor. She gave orders to her assistant, Zayne
Liston.
“Find a few media outlets and have them write about how Beau is in the ICU while Elara, his mother, refuses to stay by his side. She knew that her sister repeatedly took her son out on motorcycle rides, yet she never stopped her. Now, she’s blaming me, the grandmother!”
Zayne lowered his eyes and noted down her instructions.
Suddenly, he received a news alert from someone he knew. He clicked it open and was instantly shaken to the core. A media account had posted a video online showing Harvey being taken away by the police.
With trembling fingers, Zayne tapped on the trending topics list, only to find that Fisher Corp had already been thrust into the eye of the storm. He then checked the related keywords.
Chapter 247
The surveillance footage of Niamh crashing her motorcycleon Riverfront Avenue had also been uploaded online, and the account that posted it was the Capitol Traffic Police Department.
The traffic police department had publicly released the accident as a cautionary tale. After watching the footage, netizens were outraged, flooding the comment section with criticism.
Right after that, another account uploaded a video of Elara confronting Ethel and Harvey. Their voices were also recorded.
There was only one reason this existed. The tabloid reporters who secretly filmed the gossip about wealthy families just wanted to make the scandal larger.
Elara’s rise to fame, Niamh’s crash, and the Fisher Corp president being taken away by the police–this string of headlines left gossip–hungry onlookers overwhelmed with excitement.
Zayne scrolled through hundreds of comments and realized no one spoke in defense of Ethel or Harvey.
“Are you even listening to me?”
Ethel noticed that Zayne had zoned out.
Zayne raised his head, face pale. He looked like he had seen a ghost as he said, “Bad news, Madam Fisher!” He showed her the comments online. She read it with squinted eyes.
“What happened?” She took her time pulling out her reading glasses from her Hérmes handbag. Just then, her phone rang
Seeing that it was a call from the Women’s Advocacy, she assumed one of her old friends had heard about Beau’s accident and was calling to offer their condolences.
