Chapter 123

At the end of the post, there was even a screenshot of Reese’s old chat with him from when they used to date. The picture was cropped just right so you couldn’t tell when it happened, and his replies were short and chilly. It was obvious Reese was the only one really into it.
The caption said, “This isn’t slander. It’s the kind of vigilance every citizen should have. And don’t say we’re ignoring family-some people’s actions are just too shameful.”
The internet exploded.
“I always thought it was weird how she confronted Mr. Ratcliff and Ms. Meyer in public. Turns out she’s been a homewrecker all along!”
“She didn’t just break up Mr. Ratcliff and Ms. Meyer, she even tried to steal her own cousin’s man. No wonder the Ramos family cut her off.”
“Seriously, does anyone believe she didn’t leak those secrets? Maybe Reese has someone powerful backing her. Why else would the National Security Agency claim there’s ‘no evidence’?”
“It’s honestly creepy. Why does BlackOak protect her so much? Something shady is definitely going on!”
“Totally. We need to boycott BlackOak and anything Reese had a hand in!”
The whole narrative flipped in an instant, and all that anger came crashing down on Reese again. Hashtags like #ReeseHasConnections and
#ReeseSeduced HerBrother In Law shot straight to the top of the trending list. With a little help from behind the scenes, all that online hate even started shaking BlackOak’s stock price.
That day, before work was even out, a crowd gathered outside BlackOak Center, waving banners and signs.
Alan stood by the tall windows, looking down at the mess below, his brow knit tight with worry.
The boycott itself didn’t faze him, but he was scared the situation was about to get way out of hand. If things blew up any further, the higher-ups might decide they needed to make an example out of Reese just to calm everyone down.
Zach really wasn’t holding back. He was forcing Reese into a corner.
“Alan, let’s hold a press conference,” Reese said quietly, standing next to him. She seemed calmer now, her voice steady. “I have the same chat logs Zach posted―”
“We wait for instructions,” Alan interrupted, waving her off. “Even if we do call a press conference, we’ll need the NSA on board.”
Reese didn’t argue. She just stared out at the crowd gathering below.
There were reporters, influencers, and regular people mixed together, but it was obvious someone was pulling the strings. The crowd wasn’t getting violent they just hung
around, chatting with people walking by, spreading rumors.
“That’s Reese from BlackOak’s R&D, right? The woman who spoke at the last press conference? I heard she leaked company secrets and hooks up with all kinds of guys.”
“Yeah, that’s her. She knew he was
in a relationship and still went after him, ruined Mr. Ratcliff and Ms
Meyer, and then had the ga after her sister’s boyfriend.
“And that’s just the start. Did you see those photos online? Reporters went to her place this morning, and some guy no one knows was leaving with his arm around her.”
“He even smashed someone’s phone for her. Probably just another one of her flings!”
“She’s something else. What’s wrong with BlackOak for hiring someone like her? Makes you wonder what else they’re hiding.”
A black Maybach pulled up, grabbing everyone’s attention as it stopped at the entrance. Two bodyguards in dark suits stepped out first and respectfully opened the back door.
Mr. Ratcliff got out, leaning on his cane. His silver hair was slicked back, making him look sharp, but his constant coughing betrayed how sick he really was.
Someone whispered, “Is that Mr. Ratcliff? What’s he doing here?”
“He must be here to deal with Reese. She’s the reason he lost his fiancée. No way he’s letting her off easy.”
“Just watch. Now that Mr. Ratcliff’s involved, not even BlackOak can save her.” Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on.net
Mr. Ratcliff ignored the whispers
around him. He glanced at his bodyguards and said under his breath, “Round everyone up Find out who organized this and who’s behind it. Don’t let anyone slip away.”