Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 268

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 268

Ewan almost passed out after hearing that.

Do I look like I have nothing better to do? Why would I donate any money?

I don’t think I offended anyone recently. Who did this to me?

While Ewan and Jessie were both nonplussed as to what happened, Jessie received a text on her phone. ‘Hunter Group has helped you bear the consequences of your wrongdoings. If it happens again, I’m unsure if you can still live the same life.’

Reading this random text from a stranger, Jessie almost fell.

Meanwhile, she grabbed the rail of the bed and repeated those words in her mouth, “Impossible. Impossible… Impossible.”

Could it be her?

But, how could she have done this?

From playing the video clips that I deleted to the hacker’s attack on Hunter Group, and now the two billion in donations to charity…

Is she behind all these?

How can a composer be capable of doing all these?

Ewan frowned before grabbing Jessie’s phone from her. He understood what was going on after reading that text.

As such, lying on the bed, Ewan became extremely upset.

This explained why Hunter Group had been subject to a series of external attacks ever since the incident that happened to Jessie.

But, I never would have imagined that the mysterious force was the bullsh*t composer.

What was her real identity? Why was she capable of setting up all these traps for Hunter Group to fall into?

Before Jessie came back to her senses, she received another notification on her phone; it was the familiar voice of her manager. “Jessie, check out what’s trending on Twitter.”

At this point, Jessie could almost be certain that this was going to be something bad about her. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

However, she could only face the music. Her beautiful cheeks turned pale as she clicked into Twitter with her quivering fingers. Then, she saw the words ‘Jessie Hunter was the person who found a student from a music school to falsely represent Sweet Tune Guru.’

She was right.

Following that were all the criticisms from the users. “She’s such a hypocrite! When that incident happened to Sweet Tune Guru, she still stood up and hypocritically defended her. I can’t believe she’s actually this sort of person.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I can’t believe she would do this!

“She’s been doing whatever she wants using her identity as the daughter of the president of Hunter Group and Nottom Entertainment for too long.”

“Hahaha. Her father’s company’s stocks are plummeting. I foresee it’s going to be over for him.”

“She’s such a snob. Who wouldn’t want to teach her a lesson?”

“She deserves it!”

Biting her lips, Jessie knew that everything was too late.

All this while, she had been trying to find an easy way out, but now she was trapped.

But, what was Sweet Tune Guru’s real identity?

How was she capable of messing with Hunter Group?

Janet’s intention in sending her this text message was not only to tame her but also to remind her to think before acting next time.

As to the plummeted stocks of Hunter Group, it would be a while before the company could recover from its losses.

As such, Janet reckoned that Ewan would no longer allow his daughter to do whatever she pleased as she had caused Hunter Group to fall behind the market by about ten years.

Besides, that two billion could be used as reimbursements and to compensate for the losses suffered by many others.

Since the Moss Family was dumb yet wealthy, she supposed that Henry, the second richest person in Asia, would probably not be bothered by that five billion.

……

The next day, after school, Janet came to the lounge where the director’s crew rested.

The moment the crew saw Janet, they started to talk. “Look at that. She’s here to look for the director again.”

“Did you hear? Jessie moved to New York last night. I think she quit.”

“Really? How did you know that?”

“I have a friend that works as her assistant who resigned yesterday.”

“My goodness. I wonder what happened to Hunter Group. They were suddenly attacked.”

Listening to these conversations, Janet sat on the bench and looked rather unemotional.