In the car.

"Mr. Dixon, something's up!" said Matteo after checking on the latest news.

When Mitchel saw Matteo's solemn expression, a bad feeling surged in his heart. He asked nervously, "What is it?"

“The video of the dinner party Miss Foster attended last night has gone viral. They are saying..." Matteo paused. He didn't know whether he should continue or not.

Mitchel's face turned cold. He questioned, "What did they say?"

Wiping off the sweat on his forehead, Matteo answered cautiously, “Some netizens asserted Miss Foster attempted to seduce Cary, the head of Sino Entertainment for the sake of business. They speculated she drugged Cary and took a video she could use to blackmail him and thus seal the cooperation. Worse, they even argued that this was not her first time playing a trick Like this."

After a pause, Matteo uttered the rest of the sentence with difficulty, "They... They call her a slut."

Upon hearing this, the expression on Mitchel's face changed dramatically.

Matteo continued, "The public opinion has fermented in just two hours.

It seems that someone is behind it. Cary's wife had made a statement, accusing Miss Foster of being...”

Matteo's voice trailed off. He felt like the words were stuck in his throat. Those baseless accusations were so harsh that he didn't dare to say them. It was as if those words could kill him if he spoke them out.

But in the end, Matteo had to bite the bullet. "Cary's wife called Miss Foster a social butterfly. She said Miss Foster has many little tricks to seduce men."

As he spoke, Matteo didn't even dare to look at Mitchel's face.

"Cary's wife is a third-tier artist in the entertainment industry. A group of her die-hard fans found out Miss Foster's address and even the school where her daughter goes. Some are saying that Janey is a bastard who doesn't even have a father. Some netizens expressed their intention of going to Janey's kindergarten to tell her that her mother is actually a bitch." Matteo plucked up his courage to blurt it out in one breath.

There was dead silence in the car. After a while, Mitchel said in a low voice, "I will give you half an hour to suppress all this slandering news." His voice was like an emissary from hell, cold and cruel.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Matteo was so startled that he dropped his phone on the car floor. Half an hour to suppress the news? Could he just use an atomic bomb to destroy everything at once?

Matteo said in embarrassment, "Mr. Dixon, it's not possible..."

Matteo met Mitchel's threatening gaze and explained with trepidation, "The issue is still a hot topic. The netizens are in heated discussion. At this moment, its popularity has been constantly rising.

It's a bit difficult to settle it in half an hour."

"Contact Glenn Brown of Arthen Entertainment. Ask him to release something else to distract the public's attention. Besides, mobilize the IT Department of the Dixon Group to clean up all the relevant topics online. I want everything to disappear within half an hour, by all means," Mitchel ordered.