Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Chapter 130

She spilled the beans about everything, and people started to drop comments criticizing Oscar, Jason, and SY Fashion,

They even went to their personal Twitter accounts, their official Twitter account, and their official live streams to bash them.

Lots of fans started boycotting SY Fashion, which even became a trending topic.

Some eager beavers even called the cops.

SY Fashion thought they could win the case against Collins Fashion by sending their best legal eagles.

They never expected their dirty laundry to be aired out like this. Faced with the damning evidence, the bigwigs at SY Fashion demanded an explanation from Monica and Jason,

Monica and Jason were up the creek without a paddle.

Before long, the cops showed up and hauled them away.

After the live stream ended, the entire design department threw a party. They chipped in to treat everyone in the company to coffee, celebrating their victory.

They even sent the best, most expensive coffee to Rosemary’s office.

"Ms. Rose, you really saved our bacon this time. Without you, the company’s losses would’ve been in the millions!"

"I can’t believe you just tweaked a few steps and turned the design into a stunner!"

"No wonder you kept everything hush–hush yesterday; you didn’t let Oscar’s arrest leak. You were planning to take down SY Fashion today!"

"This time, not only did we take down SY Fashion, but we also sent a warning to other companies. Our company is not one to be messed with!" Seeing her team so happy, Rosemary smiled and said, "Okay,

get back to work. You can clock out an hour early today.".

That was their reward.

Everyone was over the moon.

Since Rosemary took over, the company had really turned a new leaf! No more being a stick in the mud.

By evening.

Attlee Harris, all by himself, showed up at Collins Corporation headquarters, cheerfully saying to the receptionist, "Hello, I’m Attlee from Harris Fashion. I’d like to see your CEO."

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

"No."

The receptionist was taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "Sorry, our CEO doesn’t see anyone without an appointment." Attlee started to panic: "I have something very important to

discuss with your CEO. Please, could you let him know?"

The receptionist politely declined, saying, "I’m sorry, but I can’t help you with that."

Whether or not someone could see the CEO was not up to her. If she disturbed the CEO because of this, she’d be in hot water!

"Miss, it’s really urgent. I need to see your CEO. Could you do me a favor, please? Here’s a small token of my appreciation."

Attlee took out an envelope he had prepared earlier, trying to press it into the receptionist’s hands.

The receptionist was scared stiff. She felt all eyes were on her. She quickly pushed it back, saying,

"You’re mistaken! It’s not about money. By coming here, you must follow our rules."

"Please take this!" Attlee stubbornly pushed the envelope into her hands, not caring whether anyone was watching.

In his persistence, he accidentally touched her hand.

The receptionist was startled. She had just graduated from university and had just started her internship. This was the first time she had encountered something like this.

She immediately pressed the panic button.

midnight! We’ve already apologized to her!"

Hunter Collins was confused.

"Can you give us a chance? Give us a break. To be honest, our company is in deep trouble, and with what you had your people do, our company is barely hanging on!"

"Mr. Collins, you must love the maestro’s piano pieces, right? You should know that the maestro was from our company. Can you be magnanimous and forgive us this once? Can we move on?"

Hunter Collins was speechless.

What the hell was this man talking about? He didn’t understand a word.

Just then, Julian pulled up in front of Hunter Collins and opened the door for him.

Hunter Collins got into the car, completely ignoring Attlee behind him.

"Mr. Collins, please wait. Give me a chance. I promise I won’t make the same mistake." Before Attlee could finish, he was choked by the car’s exhaust fumes.

The two security guards looked at him as if they were looking at a homeless dog who had lost its home.

"What are you looking at? Do you even have the right to gawk at the misfortunes of Tranquil City’s richest man?"

"Do you have a death wish?"

"Heh, what are you up to? Dare to hit me?"

From the rear–view mirror, the driver, Julian, saw Attlee being beaten up by the two guards and thrown out of the door. He asked in confusion, "Boss, what happened?"

"I don’t know," Hunter Collins replied, looking straight ahead and sitting upright. He didn’t take this little incident seriously, thinking that Attlee had mistaken him for someone else. He just wanted to go home

and see his sister.