Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 252 - 252 Are you kidding 4

Chapter 252: Are you kidding? 4 Chapter 252: Are you kidding? 4 The storm here was yet to calm down, when another one started brewing, putting Clara Brown on the Entertainment and Financial Headlines once again.

The headline read: “Suspected domestic violence against President Brown’s wife.”

The article consisted of a lengthy write-up and various inconsistent photos of Clara Brown. Undoubtedly, Clara’s face in the pictures was blotched with patches of green and purple, so was the visible revelation of her bruised skin.

Clearly, Clara suffered violence from Terry Garcia, the president, due to the video incident.

True or false, all the viewers believed it.

Even if it was false, the audience would believe it. No matter how times have changed, a man could hardly tolerate this kind of open cuckoldry, so domestic violence was within reason.

Of course, the comments below were mixed, accusing Terry Garcia of being an irresponsible man. No matter what happened, a man should never lay his hands on a woman. If dissatisfied, they could divorce…

Victoria Garcia casually glanced at the comments and then closed the page.

During the board meeting, Victoria took the opportunity to question Terry.

“We all know how important the image of the company’s president is. If General Garcia keeps getting involved in these personal scandals that constantly hit the headlines, the company doesn’t have enough funds to stabilize the stock market.”

When Victoria spoke these words, no other shareholder said anything. After all, it was a matter concerning their personal interests.

From a man’s point of view, it was indeed infuriating to handle such matters; they could also understand beating the wife. But at least it had to be conducted neatly, otherwise, Terry’s personal work was deemed unsatisfactory.

Terry’s hand was clenched into a fist under the office desk, counting down in his mind three by three until his emotions calmed down slightly.

In a critical moment, Terry didn’t engage in a quarrel with Victoria.

“Such things will never happen again,” he said, quickly changing the subject. Looking at Victoria, he continued, “Now the jewelry department is underperforming, you should think of a solution. If it doesn’t improve, it’s all on you.”

“Don’t worry, the performance will improve,” Victoria replied without hesitation.

This sort of confidence, in Terry’s eyes, was somehow uncomfortable.

This daughter, now, was a thorn in his eyes, whatever she did or said was an eyesore.

Terry was annoyed, but Victoria thoroughly enjoyed being a thorn in Terry’s eyes.

After the meeting ended, Victoria immediately had Candy Foster book four tickets to France. She wanted to take people to the Paris Fashion Week, to showcase the classic while staying ahead of trends.

Before Candy could ask anything, Victoria had already listed the personnel going to France, including Candy herself.

No contact was made between Victoria and Arnold Johnson in the past three days.

It wasn’t Victoria showing off, but she was really busy these days. Of course, there were some deep-seated issues that hadn’t been resolved, so she had been living in the dorm these three days.

The business trip was imminent, she had to inform Arnold no matter what, so after work, she drove back to Arnold’s villa.

Arnold wasn’t home yet, which was expected.

Sitting on the sofa, Victoria took out her phone, swiped, locked, unlocked, swiped again and locked again… she had lost track of how many times she had repeated this gesture.

She was torn about whether or not to call him.

As the thought surfaced, she vehemently shook her head…