Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Falling Stock Prices
The blood in her entire body instantly reversed, and Evelyn Clayton clutched her phone, her mind blanking out for a moment.
Soon, she calmed down, disguising the tremor in her voice, "Explain it clearly."
"Someone secretly photographed James Grant leaving your house and posted the pictures online! Nowadays, netizens love rumors, making mountains out of molehills. But this time, it seems someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes."
Iris Lockwood became more agitated as she spoke and finally said, "Are you home? I’ll come over now, and we’ll discuss it face-to-face!"
After hanging up, Yara Reagan noticed the paleness on Evelyn Clayton’s face, sensing something wrong, she quickly asked, "What’s wrong? What did Iris Lockwood say?"
"...Something happened."
The rain poured heavily, yet Iris Lockwood arrived quickly.
As soon as she entered, she saw Yara Reagan and Evelyn Clayton sitting on the sofa, looking at trending topics on social media.
Iris Lockwood pursed her lips, stepped forward, and took the phone from Evelyn Clayton’s hand.
"They’re all insults, don’t read them." Iris Lockwood said irritably, "Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
Evelyn Clayton remained silent.
Yara Reagan glared at Iris Lockwood, "Can’t you speak nicely?"
Iris Lockwood was also full of anger at this time and retorted.
"Will speaking nicely solve the problem? Hey, Evelyn Clayton, I’m really puzzled, didn’t you and James Grant break up? What are you doing letting him come to your house?"
The long-standing fatigue and bodily discomfort left Evelyn Clayton already a bit exhausted.
Thinking about those malicious comments on social media, she felt even more mentally and physically drained.
She didn’t answer Iris Lockwood’s question but closed her eyes, leaning against the sofa, her mind racing with thoughts.
Who could be secretly photographing James Grant?
Seeing this, Yara Reagan instinctively assumed Evelyn Clayton was upset, and she snapped, "Iris Lockwood, can you speak like a human? If your mouth doesn’t function, then donate it! What do you mean by Evelyn letting him come? James Grant himself insisted on coming over!"
Iris Lockwood was choked and rolled her eyes, knowing her earlier words were unpleasant.
"I...I didn’t know what was going on?!" Iris Lockwood huffed, sitting to the side, glanced at Yara Reagan, then at Evelyn Clayton, unable to hide her concern, "So, what do we do now?"
Yara Reagan, like a firecracker now, blasted everyone she saw, "Can you say anything other than nonsense? Can you provide some constructive suggestions?"
The two argued endlessly, and Iris Lockwood couldn’t out-talk Evelyn Clayton, her eyes reddened with frustration, not out of the desire to cry, but just from rolling her eyes for too long.
After a long time, she finally gave up, "Whatever! Anyway, Evelyn Clayton isn’t some public figure, celebrity, or actor that requires public relations, we don’t need it! When some new gossip about celebrities erupts, netizens’ attention will naturally shift."
Yara Reagan sneered, "You’re really brilliant, aren’t you? Evelyn has just made a name for herself in the design world, and we’ve just received a lot of company collaboration invitations. With such public opinion now, do you think the collaborations can continue? Taking it a step further back, James Grant is the CEO of Atlas Group, and you know how prominent Atlas Group is, don’t you?"
Saying so, Yara Reagan chuckled lightly, relentless in her words, "And who said ’we’ with you?"
At this point, Iris Lockwood was truly on the verge of crying, her eyes reddening even more, "Yara Reagan, did I piss you off?!"
While the two argued, Evelyn Clayton had already retrieved her phone.
In the era of big data, trending topics are updated almost every second.
In just this brief moment, new trending topics were already rising in real-time.
"Atlas Group...stock price, falling."