“Tom Sullivan was taken away by the police last night. Currently, the investigations are underway. This matter has already made the headlines. Although the police have not confirmed the allegations, the internet users have already convicted Tom of being guilty. He’s being verbally bombarded,” Georgie said while she chuckled lightly.
“We didn’t even need to do anything. The matter was exposed very easily. I wonder what the Sullivan family is doing. Shouldn’t they be keeping things on the low?” Georgie added.
Xyla felt equally shocked by what she heard. Logically, based on the Sullivan family’s power, it should be easy for them to hide these things from the media.
During such trying times, there was no reason for the Sullivan family to allow such news to spread so quickly unless somebody else was behind it.
Could it be the same person?
What kind of rivalry existed between them?
Regardless of how it happened, it was good news to Xyla. As long as the outcome was favorable, Xyla had no reason to waste her effort to think about it.
“I guess somebody wants Tom Sullivan dead more than we do,” Xyla said and laughed.
“Isn’t that so? I bet it’s the same person. Although I don’t know who he is, I think he is way too cool,” Georgie said and could not help but laugh along.
“Yeah,” Xyla said as the smile on her face widened.
“How are things going in your family, President Xyla? Is there anything that turned out contrary to our expectations?” Georgie asked.
“Not at all,” Xyla said calmly.
“Great. Since that’s the case, why don’t we celebrate tonight? Let’s have a drink at Victoria Bar?” Georgie asked.
“I’d like to spend some time with my father at home. Let’s do it another day. Also, I’ll have to trouble you with looking after X Entertainment for now,” Xyla said.
Although Xyla was in a good mood, but her father was not. She still wanted to spend more time with him during this period.
After chatting with Georgie about work for a while, Xyla hung up and logged onto Twitter. As soon as she turned it on, she saw the news about Tom Sullivan appearing in the second spot on the list of most popular topics on the internet. Emily Quest’s news article was still on the number one spot.
The word ‘explosive’ was still attached to the end of the topic.
With her interest piqued, Xyla clicked on the link. The first thing that came into sight was a headline released by the official account of a large media application company. It was about how Tom had hired people to beat Xyla’s husband up.
There were various comments which Xyla found pleasant to read.
“Tom Sullivan is hopeless! Is he suspected to be involved in hiring people to attack someone else? I think we can confidently remove the word ‘suspected’.”
“??? Is this a joke? I don’t want to see Tom Sullivan’s name on the internet ever again.”
“I hope this d*ck falls ill with various diseases and dies. I can’t stand it anymore!”
After reading the comments, Xyla stretched lazily to make herself comfortable. Thereafter, she cleaned herself up and got changed into a white silky pajama before walking out from her room.
“Where’s my father?” Xyla asked softly when she saw a maid cleaning the walkway.
“The old master is in his study,” the maid said.
“Has he eaten?” Xyla asked.
Xyla let out a long sigh before nodding and making her way down to the kitchen quickly.
Her father was a huge fan of beef sandwiches. Hence, she decided to make two of them for him.
After putting two slices of bread into the toaster, Xyla took two pieces of steak out of the fridge. She then cooked them on a pan until they were medium well before adding salt on top. In that instant, Xyla recalled the scene of her cooking at Five Batton’s place the night before.
She suddenly realized that the salt she used the night before did not quite feel the same to her touch.
At the time, Xyla saw chicken stock and two other kinds of white powder in the seasoning box.
After tasting one of the white powders and realizing it was sugar, she subconsciously believed the other kind of white powder was salt.
Was it really salt that she had used?