Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride

Chapter 17 Exposure



Chapter 17 Exposure

Chapter 17 Exposure

Louis returned to the company.

At the same time, a piece of major news was exposed online.

"Breaking news! Cloud City Business Star Louis is not disabled, still the sole leader of the Herbart Group."

Immediately after, a piece of huge news broke out.

"Shocking!!! Louis may have been deceived into marriage and secretly married the first ugly woman - Blanche Kent, who is vicious and cruel!"

Upon seeing the news, Sam immediately walked into the CEO's office.

As he entered, he found Louis already in front of the computer, scrolling through the news.

"Mr. Herbart."

Sam called out, but Louis didn't respond.

However, it was clear at a glance that the man's face was very cold and Sam felt uneasy.

As his gaze passed over Blanche's photo, Louis picked up his phone, scrolled through it, and didn't find Blanche's number. His face became even colder, and the surrounding air became oppressive.

"Give me that woman's number."

Sam immediately took out his phone, found Blanche's number, and handed it over.

The scene shifted to the shopping mall.

"This ice cream cone is so delicious, really sweet."

Blanche laughed.

"You foodie, with just a little bit of food, you're already drooling."

"Haha, it's really delicious."

When Blanche's phone rang, she had just bought an ice cream cone with Clara and was about to enter the mall.

When she answered the phone, she wondered whose number it was, as she didn't recognize it.

However, when she answered it, she heard familiar anger in the phone, piercing her eardrums.

"Blanche, you have a lot of nerve. First, you exposed that I am not disabled and told the whole world that I am still the high and mighty Louis. Then you revealed that I married a vicious and cruel person like you, and that you are the big winner in life. Are you enjoying it?"

Blanche was completely confused and moved the phone away from her ear, wondering what the man was ranting about.

Clara noticed something and pulled Blanche's arm, making her look at the giant screen advertisement on the wall.

"Mrs. Herbart, there's trouble. Please take a look," came the worried voice of Clara.

On the giant screen advertisement, there was a huge, exaggerated red title, accompanied by an ugly photo of Blanche and a handsome photo of Louis, with the related events clearly displayed.

Blanche's eyes widened as she looked at the screen, feeling a sudden tingle run down her spine. How could this happen? Who leaked this information?

"I didn't do it."

"Don't deny it. You benefited the most from this incident. The whole world now knows that Louis is not disabled, and Blanche has become his wife after a sudden rise to fame."

Blanche pursed her lips and stared uncomfortably at the large, unflattering photo of herself on the screen. It was too bright and harsh, making her feel uneasy.

Why did this man assume that she did it?

Through gritted teeth, she exclaimed, "I refuse to believe that I'm so tough-minded that I can belittle myself like this, calling myself both ugly and malicious. The truth is, it's your fault - you've made too many enemies and dragged me into this quagmire."

The person on the other end seemed incredulous. "I have too many enemies, and I dragged you into this?"

"Otherwise, what? You can slander me all you want, but I can't speculate about you? This is modern society, where men and women are equal and everyone is equal. Do you have any evidence that proves it was me?"

She accused him of being a chauvinistic pig.

"Very well, do you know what will happen if you anger me?"

Blanche held her ice cream cone and spoke with determination, "What will happen if I anger you? You'll just starve me, right? Anyway, now the whole world knows that I'm your wife. If I starve to death, the whole world will know that you let your own wife die of starvation. Then I'll haunt you forThis text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

the rest of your life. If you're not afraid of facing the consequences, then go ahead and continue to do evil."

Louis was stunned. He had intended to call and scold her, but unexpectedly, she turned the tables and criticized him eloquently.

"If it's discovered that you did it, I'll tear you apart." Louis threatened, clenching his fist and throwing down the phone. This woman was an expert at provoking people.

Sam, who had just left, received important news and rushed back to report it.

"Boss, the people from Sky Wolf Villa have returned in secret."

Louis' eyes showed a cold glint, along with a hint of surprise.

"When did they come back?"

"On the day of the wedding, and... it was found out that the information was also leaked from Sky Wolf Villa."

Sam felt embarrassed, as he had heard Louis' questioning of his wife earlier.

Louis slammed his fingers down on the table, his face turning cold. How interesting, they came back and gave him such a big gift.

Sam was confused about this matter.

"Five years ago, you were in a car accident, and rumors were spread that you were left crippled. And now they're spreading the news that you were never even injured. Isn't this just damaging to their reputation?"

Louis tapped his fingers on the table.

"Five years ago, they spread negative rumors that I was paralyzed to try and take the Herbart Group away from me. But they failed. This time, they spread rumors that I had married an ugly and vicious woman while trying to clarify that I wasn't paralyzed. Once again, I've become a laughingstock. The world will think that the great CEO of the Herbart Group was fooled by a woman. Their goal has always been the same, to strike me hard."

Sam nodded in agreement.

"Suppress the annoying online news and make it disappear."

"Yes."

Sam left and Louis tugged at his tie, feeling agitated. He had actually wrongly accused that woman.

Thinking about how she had spoken confidently on the phone, accusing him of having enemies and dragging her into this mess, he felt angry, yet strangely fascinated.

Was he going crazy?


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