Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!

Chapter 292 Live Broadcast

"No, it was..." The person seemed hesitant to speak.

Lyra was impatient. "Just say it. Who was it?"

"It was your ex-fiance," the person closed his eyes and said loudly.

Lyra was stunned.

Julien?

It was him!

She clenched the phone tightly as if wanting to crush it in her hand.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath to calm down. "What's the situation online like now?" "Now, the news about Sydney is very clean. The accounts that were specially used to forward the posts have been forcibly deleted. Although your original post is still up, it's been suppressed so it can't go viral."

He could not help but let out a sigh as he spoke.

Sure enough, it was nice to be rich and powerful. They could have the entire network in the palm of their hands.

Lyra's hand holding the phone trembled slightly with anger. "If I want to make it viral again, how much would it cost?"

"Around five million." The person pondered over it and gave an answer.

"Five million?" Lyra raised her voice. Her expression was unsightly. "Why don't you just go rob a bank?"

The man smiled wryly. "Ms. Madden, I’m not lying to you. That’s really how much it costs. President Flint spent five million to suppress the news, so if you want to make it viral again, it'll be useless unless you spend more money than him." Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"..." Lyra was absolutely furious.

Where was she supposed to get five million?

Although the Madden family was not short of money, her monthly allowance was only 150 thousand, and she would finish spending it all at the beginning of each month because she would buy luxury bags and shoes. When her pocket money ran out, she would use Julien's money instead.

However, her engagement with Julien had dissolved. Before she woke up, Julien froze all the cards he left with her, so she could not use any more of his money. She used money from her savings to hire the people to make comments. She only had a few hundred thousand left.

She could not get five million even if she sold herself!

Furthermore, she did not dare to ask her father for money. Faults began to appear in Trison Corporation's funds after they lost all their cooperation with Flint Corporation. Her father would never give her so much money just to make some news go viral.

At that thought, Lyra bit her lip and finally thought of an idea. A sinister hook curled on her lips. "How about this? You just immediately spread the news of my live broadcast, saying that I'm going to share the entire process of how Sydney schemed against me."

The person's eyes lit up. "That's a great idea. That way, no one will be able to suppress it even if they wanted to. If they suppress your live broadcast, it'll just prove that Sydney had indeed done such a thing. Otherwise, why would she be afraid of your broadcast? I'll get right to it, Ms. Madden."

"Go." Lyra smiled darkly.

In Skylight Corporation.

A Maybach was parked not far away.

The window in the back seat rolled down, and Julien frowned as he looked at

Skylight's entrance. There was a group of reporters who were clamoring to go in.

Skylight's security guards stood in a row, struggling to stop the reporters.

However, those reporters were too crazy. The more the guards stopped them, the more they squeezed.

Seeing that the guards were almost unable to hold on, Julien picked up his phone. "Go help them drive the reporters away." "Yes." A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

The next second, Julien put down the phone, and several special vehicles that had been modified passed by his Maybach to stop at Skylight's entrance.

The car doors opened, and dozens of people in black combat uniforms came down from the cars.

Each of these people was six foot tall with tough but expressionless faces and bulging muscles. It was clear at a glance that they were not to be messed with.

These people were professional bodyguards of the security company under Flint Corporation. Each of them had undergone the most stringent training.

Even as they stood there, their auras alone were overwhelming.

When the group of reporters who were still shouting saw these bodyguards, they immediately fell silent.

Who were those people?

Just as the reporters were puzzled, the bodyguards moved. They stepped forward and extended their large hands at the reporters.

One of them took a reporter's collar like he was a pup. Then, he stuffed these reporters into the car and drove away.

The whole process lasted just two minutes. By the time Skylight’s security guards reacted, the entrance was already empty. It was like everything earlier had just been an illusion.

What just happened?

Where did all those gangster-like people come from?

When Julien saw that all the reporters had been cleared away, he restarted the car and headed for Skylight's gate.

Sydney was in the office, discussing the stock market with the trading department when her office door was suddenly knocked.

She looked up and saw Julien, and her body froze. "You... Why are you here?"

Julien walked in with his long legs. When he saw her eyes wide in shock, a smile flashed in his eyes. "It's me."

Sydney put down the phone and frowned." How did you get up here?"

"Your staff don't dare to stop me." He stood across her desk.

Sydney’s lips twitched.

Yes, Skylight could not compare to Flint Corporation. Skylight also relied on collaborations with Flint Corporation to develop steadily. It could be said that Flint Corporation was Skylight’s bankroller.

Since Julien was the one in charge of Flint Corporation, it was only natural that her staff would not dare to stop him.

The same thing happened last time.

Sydney rubbed her temples. "Fine, but weren’t you stopped by those reporters when you came up?"

She was worried that if the reporters stopped him when he came up, something might be exposed if he came to Skylight again in the future.

If that happened, the people on the Internet would attack her again.

Seeing what Sydney was worried about, Julien pulled out a chair and sat down. " Don’t worry. I had people clear those reporters away."

On his way here, he told the security company to send a squadron of bodyguards over to clean up the reporters under Skylight's building as well as the netizens who had malicious intent toward her.

However, he did not seem to see any netizens earlier.

"You cleared them away?" Sydney was stunned. Then, she hurriedly walked toward the window and looked down.

When she saw that there were no more reporters left, she returned to her seat and looked at the man with a complicated expression. "Thank you." "Huh?" Julien was thinking about something and did not catch her words.

Sydney thought he was deliberately pretending not to hear her and wanted her to say it louder. She felt uncomfortable in her heart.

However, she had no reason to be angry with him. He had helped to drive away those reporters and suppressed the online news for her.

With that in mind, Sydney took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and bowed to Julien. "I said, thank you. Thank you for helping me get rid of those reporters, and thank you for helping me suppress the news."

Julien did not like seeing her thanking him so distantly and reached out to pull her up.

However, Sydney stepped to the side to avoid him and straightened up.

Julien’s eyes darkened. After rubbing his fingers, he put his hand down and suppressed his inner disappointment before replying, "It's something I should do. You don't need to thank me."

"No, it's not something you should do. You have no obligation to help me, so I'll repay you," Sydney looked at him and said seriously.

Julien frowned slightly. He wanted to say that she did not have to repay him because he did all that for her willingly.

However, he knew that if he said so, she would not accept it.

It was better like this. At least there would be a kindness connecting them.

"Sure." Julien nodded.

Sydney was relieved to see that he agreed,

and then asked, "By the way, why are you here? Do you need something?"