Joanna Sherman never dreamed her own parents would drag her down like this.

She hissed in anger, "You... what have you two done... you..."

"Joanna, now’s not the time to be angry. We need to figure out how to clear this up, quickly."

Hearing Chad Jennings’s words, Joanna Sherman finally realized what she had just said.

’Her heart dropped.’

She lunged forward frantically, trying to snatch the microphone from a reporter.

The scene descended into chaos!

Meanwhile, Sophia Shaw hung up the phone with a smile.

She had intentionally let Joanna Sherman get that number.

And just as she’d expected, Joanna Sherman fell for the bait.

Yvonne Sherman’s livestream was completely overrun, flooded with an endless torrent of accusations and questions.

Yvonne Sherman and Chad Jennings took turns trying to explain.

But no one was listening.

They scrambled to shut down the livestream.

But the audience wasn’t about to let them off the hook.

"A pack of lies!"

"We’re not buying from liars! We want refunds!"

The moment Yvonne Sherman ended the stream, refund requests started rolling in.

Even faster than the orders had come in earlier!

The color drained from Yvonne Sherman’s face.

"What do we do?"

Chad Jennings didn’t know what to do either.

A manager rushed in. "Ms. Sherman, President Jennings, we had ten thousand orders today, but over nine thousand eight hundred of them have been canceled! You have to do something!"

’They’re almost all canceled!’

’That’s tens of millions in profit!’

Chad Jennings’s heart was bleeding from the loss.

"How could this happen?"

"Who the hell is trying to ruin us?!"

Yvonne Sherman clutched her chest, her heart aching with pain and hatred.

"If I find out who’s behind this, I’ll make sure they die a horrible death!"

Chad Jennings slammed his hand on the table. "Investigate! Find the person who released that information, now!"

"You two, the pressing issue is what to do with the merchandise we have on hand! We have to think of something! The shipping company has already delivered over two hundred tons of goods. Where are we going to put it all?" the manager said.

’Where to put it?’

’There was nowhere to put it!’

Over two hundred tons of goods would require several warehouses. Where were they supposed to find that on short notice?!

The finance manager ran in too. "The suppliers are demanding payment. According to the contract, it’s one hundred and twenty million, due immediately!"

"We don’t even have two million in our accounts! President Jennings, Ms. Sherman, where are we going to get that kind of money?"

"Return it! Send it back!" Chad Jennings said weakly, waving his hand dismissively.

’Not only did they fail to make any money, but they’d also invited a heap of trouble.’

’It was infuriating!’

"We can’t," the manager said, shaking his head. "You specified in the contract that there would be no returns. That’s why they shipped it."

’This was the end!’

At that moment, Chad Jennings wished he could cut out his own tongue and chop off his own hands.

’Why did I agree to that condition?’

’Why did I sign the contract?!’

Yvonne Sherman only knew how to put on a cold, aloof act; she was completely incapable of solving problems. All she could do was look to Chad Jennings.

"Hurry up and think of something."

But Chad Jennings was even more of a useless buffoon than she was.

He had mooched off his ex-wife for most of his life. Even after marrying Yvonne Sherman, he was just living off the assets he’d siphoned from his first marriage.

With his dull, dead-end brain, he could rack his skull but never come up with a solution for over one hundred million in merchandise.

Before Chad Jennings and Yvonne Sherman could come up with a plan, someone from the purchasing department rushed in.

"The other factories have already started production! They’re demanding we pay the deposit immediately!"

Chad Jennings had told them to go into full production, promising a fifty-percent deposit.

With several companies involved, the deposits alone would amount to nearly a hundred million for the month!

"Pay my ass!" Chad Jennings was so frantic he was practically hopping mad. "Tell them to stop production!"

"But the contract states that if they stop production, we have to compensate them for their losses. And if we refuse to accept the goods and refuse to pay, they can seize all our movable and immovable assets as collateral!"

’That stupid pig, Chad Jennings. Back then, all he could think about was getting the money quickly, and he’d disregarded all the risks.’

’Now he had dug himself a massive hole!’

’He was being driven to his death!’

Chad Jennings gritted his teeth. "Then we’ll keep selling!"

Yvonne Sherman had no other ideas.

Their only choice was to start another livestream.

But the moment they went live, countless comments flooded in: "A promise is a promise. Please type ’I’m a liar’ on the screen and stick it to your face."

Yvonne Sherman: "..."

’Impossible!’

’If she actually did that, wouldn’t her lifelong image of being pure and elegant be completely ruined?’

Chad Jennings was unwilling too.

’Wouldn’t that be the same as telling everyone they were dishonest?’

’If they did that, who would buy from them?’

Besides, once you’re labeled a liar, the platform will ban your account.

"We’ll find someone else to host the stream!" Chad Jennings decided instantly.

Chad Jennings often watched livestreams himself and knew quite a few major influencers.

Before long, he had contacted several of them.

Although the hefty appearance fees stung, it was still better than letting all the merchandise rot in a warehouse.

But as soon as the influencers showed the products, the audience refused to place any orders.

Not only that, but hordes of viewers would flood the influencers’ streams, endlessly repeating the stupid things Yvonne Sherman and Chad Jennings had done.

They’d spent millions hiring streamers, only to not sell a single item!

Not only was the money a complete waste, but the story of Joanna Sherman hiring outside help for her rocket was getting another round of publicity.

It was immediately pushed to the headlines of every major media outlet!

Sophia Shaw had been busy with her scheme. When she was getting off work, Levin Sawyer recounted her "achievements" as a form of after-dinner entertainment.

"Faye, great job!"

Levin Sawyer had been annoyed with Chad Jennings and Yvonne Sherman for a long time. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The fact that Joanna Sherman couldn’t build a rocket on her own yet still called herself Cathan’s number one was particularly disgusting to Levin Sawyer.

Sophia Shaw pursed her lips.

’Her grudge with the Shermans and the Jennings Family was far from over. This was just a small lesson.’

’Still, landing a heavy blow on these wicked people felt incredibly satisfying!’

That evening, June Evans returned to the Shaw Family estate with Bun.

June Evans, Leah Evans, and Yancy Shaw had also heard about the disgraceful affair involving the Sherman Family and Chad Jennings.

Yancy Shaw, his eyes red with emotion, raised his glass to Sophia Shaw. "Faye, well done!"

’What he hadn’t been able to accomplish, Sophia Shaw had done for him!’

June Evans was also delighted. "The Shermans and Chad Jennings have bullied people for too long. It’s about time they got a taste of their own medicine!"

"And that Joanna Sherman!" Leah Evans couldn’t stand that family either. "She’s completely useless, yet she has the gall to call herself the number one person in Cathan’s rocket launch program!"

The real number one in the rocket launch was Sophia Shaw.

Unfortunately, that was a company secret and couldn’t be spread around.

’It was so frustrating to keep it quiet.’

"Karmic retribution... it’s finally here," her grandmother murmured, stroking Sophia Shaw’s hair.

Her touch was loving and gentle.

After dinner, Sophia Shaw and Yancy Shaw went into the study.

"Uncle, even though the Sherman Family and Chad Jennings suffered a loss this time, we can’t celebrate too early."

"There could still be variables."

That variable was Vincent Grant.

Yancy Shaw understood, of course. He patted her shoulder. "Faye, don’t worry. Your uncle isn’t afraid!"

’His little niece had finally grown up.’

’She was finally baring her fangs at the beasts who had once hurt his sister.’

Yancy Shaw was very gratified.

He believed that if his sister knew, she would be gratified as well.

...

Sophia Shaw’s guess was, as expected, correct.

The next day, Chad Jennings and Yvonne Sherman’s crisis was resolved.

Vincent Grant had put up a total of four hundred million to pay off all their debts.

He even provided space at the Grant Group for them to store their inventory.

As for Joanna Sherman, Vincent Grant personally accompanied her to a press conference.

There, he did his utmost to take all the blame upon himself.

"I was the one who felt she needed a consultant, and I hired one for her in my capacity as an investor."

"The responsibility for this matter lies entirely with me. I ask everyone to give a person with a dream some space. She will grow, little by little."

Joanna Sherman stood beside Vincent Grant, her eyes red and glistening. "I’m sorry. It was my immaturity that caused President Grant to lose his trust in me."

"I will definitely work hard to improve and do my best. I invite everyone to hold me accountable!"

Her appearance, so incredibly broken yet so incredibly strong, garnered sympathy from countless people.

And so, a massive lie came to a close in the easiest way possible, with everyone sympathizing with Joanna Sherman and encouraging her.

Sophia Shaw had always known Vincent Grant’s public relations skills were formidable.

But Joanna Sherman was the only one he would protect, even at the cost of his own reputation.

’Ah, Vincent Grant... for Joanna Sherman, he was truly willing to do anything.’

"Sophia Shaw."

Just as Sophia Shaw was walking out of her company, Vincent Grant blocked her path.