The person who posted the video panicked, he used a Twitter burner account with no information on it, yet Adam Jones pinpointed his company and even his surname, and mentioned having a lawyer knock on his door?
Impossible, Mr. Jones must be trying to scare him!
He seriously underestimated President Jones’s ability to completely dominate others; undeterred, he boldly replied to Adam Jones—
[Who are you trying to scare? I didn’t spread rumors, and you want to sue me with a lawyer?]
Believing he was safe because his personal information wasn’t shown, he was complacent, and many who saw his post just sneered.
Given Adam Jones’s protective attitude, even black could be turned into white for him, did he really need to scare you?
Adam Jones did not reply to him, and just when everyone thought Adam Jones did not intend to pursue the matter, the blogger posted an apology ten minutes later—
[Mr. Jones, I’m sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have smeared Mrs. Jones just to gain attention. I’m sorry, please forgive me.]
Beneath the apology post, a complete video was attached, which clearly showed how those two women provoked and verbally abused Elly Campbell, and how they called William Campbell an unrecognized bastard, among other unsavory comments.
Adam Jones didn’t reply to him, even though the blogger tagged Adam Jones several times after apologizing, all of which Adam ignored.
Instead, Lady Jones retweeted his apology post—
[If apologies were useful, then what’s the need for lawyers?]
The netizens had already been disgusted by the blogger’s deceptive video, and upon hearing the vile insults from those two ugly fat women, they all agreed that Elly Campbell was right to hit them.
Now that Elly Campbell had assumed the identity of the First Lady of the Jones Corporation, it was almost like she was covered in gold, and even her hitting someone was seen as a heroic act.
—Lady Jones is so cute, fiercely protecting her granddaughter-in-law.
—President Jones is so domineering, powerfully protecting his wife.
Elly, seeing all this, could not help but want to laugh, and eventually she simply closed her Twitter.
Checking the time, it was past two in the afternoon, was it past eleven at night in San Francisco? Was he still busy at this hour?
Meanwhile, in the San Francisco office building of the Jones Corporation in the United States, Robert Green watched as his boss, ever since he shared that Twitter post, became completely restless.
It was as if he had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded by his wife.
Was it really such a big deal to acknowledge your wife in front of the whole world?
Why act as if you’ve committed an unforgivable sin?
Watching Adam with his phone, picking it up and putting it down repeatedly, Robert couldn’t help but feel frustrated.
Suddenly, Adam’s gaze turned to him, startling Robert so much that he almost thought his boss had sensed his scornful thoughts.
He touched his face, still looking so serious, surely the boss hadn’t noticed, he thought, feeling slightly relieved.
"President, why... why are you looking at me like that?"
Adam frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "You’ve been on a business trip for so long, and your wife hasn’t even sent you a message. Doesn’t that mean she doesn’t care about you at all?"
Robert shook his head, noting that President Jones’s eyes lit up, then he added, "I don’t have a wife."
"Do you want to be reassigned to receiving and dispatching?"
A strong instinct for self-preservation allowed Robert to quickly catch on, and he hurriedly explained, "President, what I mean is, although I don’t have a wife, I know that Mrs. Jones isn’t messaging you right now because she thinks you’re too busy and doesn’t want to disturb you."