Simultaneously, Bennett discovered what was happening online.

As Bennett browsed through the news, Jackson, his aide, held his breath, unsure of how to proceed.

He couldn't fathom why his boss was suddenly embroiled in a marriage crisis.

Bennett had been accused of infidelity in the morning, and Claudia found herself in a similar scandal by the afternoon.

The situation was beyond belief.

After digesting the information, Bennett looked up at Jackson and inquired, "What? Are you waiting for me to request that you handle this matter?

Why haven't you done anything yet? Do you think that standing here will settle the matter?"

Jackson was taken aback by Bennett's words. He stammered, "I've arranged for someone to remove the relevant topics, but Mathews’ involvement complicates things. I fear it won't be easy to suppress it entirely."

He paused, meeting Bennett's eyes before continuing, "Moreover, if we just remove these all at once, it may further harm Mrs. Dreskin's reputation."

Jackson scrutinized Bennett's reaction.

Claudia had to always be their priority. He hadn't misunderstood the main concern, had he?

Bennett instructed him, "Contact Mathews' team and ask them to make a clarification first. Send a Lawyer's letter on behalf of the company and find someone to investigate who is behind this."

With a stern expression, Bennett loosened his tie and added, "Cancel the dinner party tonight."

“But...”

“But what?"

Bennett's gaze bore into Jackson, the weight of it silencing any objections. Jackson shook his head, finally saying, “Nothing. What about Miss Bryant?"

“What? Do you feel sympathy for her?"

The question made Jackson recoil. "No, Mr. Dreskin!" he insisted, realizing he shouldn't have spoken in the first place.

“Ask Kayla's studio to also issue a statement to explain what happened last night," Bennett commanded.

He wished he had never intervened in Kayla's predicament the previous night. If he had known that it would Lead to such turmoil, he would have ignored her, even if she had been in dire straits.

Bennett's face darkened, visibly angered by the internet frenzy.

Jackson acknowledged the command quickly, turning to dash out of the office.

Bennett glanced at the documents on his computer, turned it off without hesitation, and stood up. He grabbed his car keys and strode out of his office.

The financial department's director approached Bennett with documents in need of his signature. "Mr. Dreskin, this is..." he began, only to be silenced by Bennett's icy stare.