My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)

Chapter 247 Ivan's Disaster

At night, many people began to fall asleep, but an audio was posted on Instagram.

It was just a short audio without any picture or explanation, and it didn't attract any attention at first. The night owls checked updates on Instagram and saw this audio. Then they clicked in and listened to it. They initially didn't expect anything surprising to be in this audio. But after listening to the content clearly, all their drowsiness disappeared, and they began to repost it with eyes full of excitement frantically. It was a piece of breaking news!

Just as Ivan woke up, he suddenly saw his phone vibrate crazily. It was his secretary's calling. He answered the phone in a daze with sleepy eyes. "Hey, what's the matter? Why call me so early!"

He yawned as he spoke, but Ivan's eyes suddenly widened in the middle of the yawn. Then he sat up from the bed, regardless of being naked.

"What? How is it possible?"

As Ivan spoke, he turned on the computer and saw the hot topic, Secretary-General used his birthday to enrich himself.

There was only a short audio with a processed, weirdly electro-acoustic sound.

"The birthday was ostentatious and extravagant. The entire restaurant was hired, and many people came. The gifts they gave can be piled up a mountain... There was a painting worth two million, but some people gave money. As soon as the boxes were opened, a pile of cash came into our view."

The more Ivan heard it, the darker his face became. The one who gave painting and money was him. The more his secretary described the audio, the more Ivan felt the person mentioned in the video was himself.

"Find someone to take down this audio. Don't make a public statement, but you must prepare a draft. If anyone mentions me, post it immediately to clarify."

After speaking, Ivan hung up the phone and looked at the strange blogger with gloomy eyes.

"Who is running this account? Could it be targeting me?" Ivan thought. The Smith Group and Cynthia conjured up in his mind. Then he shook his head and denied the possibility. He didn't think Cynthia would use such means.

He wondered if he was overthinking.

The secretary was very efficient in handling affairs. Ivan rechecked the updates and found the audio disappearing. Just when he felt relaxed, another phone call came.

It was the Secretary-General!

He was startled, picked it up tremblingly, and smiled before saying anything. "Secretary-General, don't worry. The trend topic has been taken down, and no one will repost it."

As soon as Ivan finished speaking, an angry voice came from the other end of the line. "Ivan, you got me into such a mess. I just received the news that I will be investigated... If I'm finished, you can't escape either."

After speaking, the Secretary-General hung up the phone immediately, and Ivan didn't say a word. Ivan held the phone with a livid face, and he felt that he was going to be involved in big trouble this time.

He quickly called his secretary, and the other party answered quickly. Ivan promptly said, "Deal with our company's accounts and hide everything that needs to be hidden... You call all the company's finances over. I have something to announce."

"Okay!" The secretary immediately issued a notice to the accounting department. However, the chief financial officer, Jack Davis, was not there. Then the secretary reported it to Ivan immediately.

Ivan was getting dressed and was so angry that he gritted his teeth when he heard the secretary's words.

"D*mn it. Why is he not here at this time? He is the chief financial officer!"

"He has been working for the past two years. I heard he has taken annual leave these days and went abroad with his wife for vacation."

After the secretary finished speaking tremblingly, Ivan gritted his teeth. "In such an urgent time!"

"This matter happened quite suddenly. He went abroad a few days ago," the secretary explained,

"Fortunately, he has gone abroad. He knows our company's financial situation best. No one will exploit our mistakes as long as he was not in the company."

After hearing this, Ivan's complexion improved a lot. "I'm going to go out, and you should notify all departments. Let them shut their mouths close."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the secretary suddenly took a deep breath, and Ivan suddenly became tense. "What... What's the matter? What happened?"

"D*mn it! Mr. Smith. The blogger said that you gave the painting and money. All the photos and videos of you at the banquet were leaked, and the painting was photographed. Now, the evidence is conclusive."

The secretary's voice was trembling. He didn't expect himself to encounter such a shock in less than half an hour this morning. So many things happened, making people overwhelmed. He was curious to know if these things were especially premeditated for them.

Ivan slipped and almost tumbled backward. "Wait, I'll go to the company immediately, and you ask the public relations department to post the finished draft. You must disassociate us from this matter." Hearing that Ivan hung up the phone, the secretary smiled bitterly. The evidence was convincing. The videos and photos were clear. He didn't know how to disassociate themselves from the matter. A sound of shutting the door came, and Hulda, who had been lying on the bed, opened her eyes. There was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes, and she was very awake.

She called Cynthia unhurriedly. "Ivan has already seen the news. Um, yes. He went to the company. Their company's public statement will be released later, and he will be disassociated from the matter. Be ready."

After getting a reply, Hulda hung up the phone. Her eyelashes drooped, exuding coldness.

She got up slowly, and her beautiful body was covered with scars. New wounds overlapped old wounds.

Obviously, she had been abused inhumanly.

Hulda didn't seem to care at all. She put on her clothes and went to wash, but the clothes scratched her wounds, making her so painful that her heart began to tremble.

With a pale and calm face, she turned on the computer, edited a message, and sent it out.

After Ivan arrived at the company, he first seriously explained the seriousness of the matter to the people in the accounting department and let them be unforthcoming about the company affairs. Then he followed his secretary to the public relations department.

The people in the public relations department looked upset because the public statement they had prepared was useless, and they didn't expect this blogger to release such explicit videos and pictures. The critical point was that Ivan was too showy at the previous birthday party. The painting exposed was labeled his name, which couldn't be denied.

Ivan was furious that several blisters popped up in his mouth instantly.

"It's over. It's all over!" Suddenly a person from the public relations department exclaimed.

Ivan hated hearing these words the most, so he almost slapped his face. "What are you talking about? What did you see?"

The employee pointed at the computer and stammered, "Mr. Smith, the netizens are all discussing this thing, and the number of reposts has already exceeded ten thousand."

Ivan's head was pounding when he heard this. The netizens liked to discuss gossip, especially this kind of thing, which could easily arouse their curiosity.

"Not only Instagram but also many niche websites released the news. They all pointed the finger at Mr.Smith."

The head of the public relations department wiped the sweat from his forehead and became even more flustered. In the face of such large-scale reposts, it took work to disassociate themselves from this matter.

Ivan bit his cheeks tightly. "Released the statement, and all of you must post comments. Meanwhile, hire some people to repost and comment so as to turn the topic upside down."

The public relations department hurriedly started to do what Ivan said. After a while, the office was quiet, and all typing stopped.

Ivan wondered why they had no sense of urgency at this critical moment and were still in a daze.

He roared, "You don't want to work here anymore, do you? Why all stops? Don't you even know how to find people to repost and comment on? Type it! Make comments! If you can handle such a little thing, I will disband the PR department!"

"No! No."

The public relations department manager turned his head stiffly and looked at Ivan. "Mr. Smith, it's not that we won't do it, but someone has already spoken out for you! Now the situation seems to have begun to improve, and you are gradually getting rid of this matter."

"What?" Ivan was also taken aback for a moment.

"It's... It's.." The public relations department manager was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly.

Ivan hurriedly pushed him away and leaned towards the computer to look.

The name of the person who posted was Hulda!

The content is,

I am the girlfriend of Ivan, the general manager of the Tansy Group. I saw a lot of insults and slanders on the Internet. In order to prevent him from being slandered continually, I have to stand up and speak for him. In fact, it was all my fault. I heard that he was going to attend the Secretary-General's birthday. Seeing that he was busy with work, I specially selected a gift for him to bring there.

This painting was taken out of the warehouse at home, and the Smith family passed it down. I didn't know the value. Seeing that it was well-packaged, I handed it to Ivan's secretary to save trouble. He didn't know about it the whole time.

I didn't expect my unintentional mistake to cause him so much trouble. I feel guilty, and everyone can scold me. Don't scold my boyfriend.