That woman actually was Adam Jones’s real wife.
The crowd was baffled, as was the woman whom Elly Campbell had hit.
"Chairman, Chairman’s wife."
The young man nearby, who had been stunned for a moment, now regained his senses and hurriedly greeted them.
Mrs. Drago looked at him, and thinking of the scene before entering the door, suddenly frowned. "Manager Jones, what were you doing stopping Mrs. Jones just now?"
The man with the last name Jones was the same one who had been stopping Elly Campbell from leaving and had righteously pointed at her as the woman who hit the other.
Hearing Mrs. Drago’s question, his face turned white, he opened his mouth to explain but didn’t know how to begin.
Instead, a few guests who had only been watching and not participating couldn’t help but interject: "Just now, this woman insulted Mrs. Jones, calling her a mistress and saying her son was an unrecognized bastard. Mrs. Jones hit her, and Mr. Tompson couldn’t stand it..."
That person seemed to enjoy adding fuel to the fire and repeated the details all over again.
As they watched Director Drago’s face grow darker, Mr. Jones’s face became even paler. "Director, I... I didn’t know..."
"You’re an incompetent troublemaker. I went through so much trouble to get on good terms with Adam Jones, and here you are playing the hero and screwing things up for me, get out of the company at once."
"Director, I didn’t do it on purpose, I..."
"I don’t care whether it was on purpose or not. Don’t you know that Adam Jones treasures his wife as much as an ancestor? If he found out people from my company were ganging up with outsiders to bully his wife, would I still have my company? Get out, get out now!"
Thinking of how fiercely protective Adam Jones was, someone causing his wife to simply stumble could lead to him taking down their whole company. Dare he provoke a devil like that?
The man named Jones knew his attempt at playing the hero was over, pressed his dry lips together, and left with a pale face.
Mrs. Drago, seeing Director Drago’s face wasn’t looking great, patted his shoulder and consoled him, "Don’t worry, I think Madam Jones isn’t an unreasonable person."
"Madam Jones is easy to talk to, but Adam Jones is not."
Director Drago still remembered how, at the kindergarten that day, Adam Jones was meticulously caring for his wife, unable to stop showing off, as if he wished the whole world would know she was his wife.
Whomever bullied his wife, he could topple your whole nest.
Mrs. Drago, seeing him like that, rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Alright, if you’re not eating, I will."
"How can you also not offer me a few words of comfort..."
Director Drago followed his wife morosely and sat down at their seats.
"Look, Adam Jones is clarifying things on Twitter."
Someone suddenly exclaimed excitedly, and then everyone began checking their phones for Twitter updates.
Elly Campbell felt somewhat irritable, a vague restlessness, and she didn’t know why she had been feeling so disturbed all day.
And with the ruckus at the noodle house, her irritation only intensified.
Back in the office, she saw several secretaries at the secretary’s office giving her strange looks. Remembering the gazes of those women in the noodle house, her brows furrowed.
"CEO Campbell, have you looked online??"
Elly Campbell looked at Secretary Edmonds, whose eyes still held traces of excitement, took back her gaze, and turned back to her office.