After Divorce I Married a Tycoon-Chapter 81: Judith Caldwell Is Pelted with Rotten Eggs
Just as Claire Mercer had said, the Sinclair family was in chaos.
The matriarch had lost the ability to care for herself and couldn’t even speak clearly anymore.
Although the Sinclair family had always followed the tradition of the eldest son inheriting the family business.
But rules were rigid, and people were not.
Besides, everyone is ambitious.
The second branch of the family was completely unwilling to hand such a massive enterprise over to the first branch, which had provoked public outrage.
It all began when the wife of the second branch started blasting the news all over the internet that Rose Gable was keeping a male model.
Scandalous material targeting Felix Sinclair’s family of four came crashing down on the first branch’s heads like a series of massive boulders. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
To save her own skin, Rose Gable threw her daughter under the bus, using her scandals to draw the public’s fire.
She had been clinging to the false hope that people online would stop paying attention to her.
But who would have thought that during evening prime time, the story of "Wife of Rhonia’s Richest Man Keeps Male Model" would start exploding online.
Videos, text messages, photos, and even Rose Gable’s WeChat chat logs with the male model were all thoroughly leaked.
First, she had mistreated and deceived Claire Mercer, and now there was the scandal of keeping a male model. Rose Gable once again became the target of public condemnation.
"She’s old enough that her wrinkles could trap a fly, but she’s still keeping a male model in his twenties. It’s just messed up."
"No wonder Cynthia Sinclair is so wild at such a young age, fooling around since she was fourteen. It must run in the family."
"With a mother that sharp-tongued and cruel, how could the daughter ever learn to be a good person?"
"That delinquent Cynthia Sinclair is a real chip off the old block—vicious, arrogant, domineering, and her private life is an absolute mess."
"Gotta say, though, this male model is seriously handsome and has a great body. It’s a damn shame he was snatched up by that old and ugly Rose Gable."
"But you have to admit, for an old cow about to hit menopause, Rose Gable sure is feasting on some fine young grass."
"Don’t be jealous. If you were rich, you could do it too."
"If you had the Sinclair family’s money, your boyfriend probably hasn’t even been born yet."
"..."
The online discussion targeting Rose Gable continued to escalate.
For the past two days, Felix Sinclair had been so busy with the Sinclair family’s online firestorm that his feet hadn’t touched the ground.
The scandals about the Sinclair family were stuck at the top of the trending lists, and not only could they not be taken down, but their popularity was also skyrocketing, impossible to suppress.
Ordinarily, with their family’s wealth and power, they should have been able to control public opinion and suppress the trending topics.
But the situation had now spiraled completely out of his control.
It was then that he finally became certain: there was a hidden hand fanning the flames, trying to destroy the Sinclair family.
The scandal caused the Sinclair Group’s stock to plummet, and shareholders were demanding an explanation from him one after another.
He not only had to deal with the online firestorm but also had to placate the shareholders. He felt like his head was about to split in two.
And as if that weren’t enough, it was at this very moment that he learned Rose Gable hadn’t just cheated on him once...
...but that it had also blown up to the point of becoming a nationwide topic of heated discussion.
He, Felix Sinclair, the esteemed heir to Rhonia’s wealthiest man, had been cuckolded by his wife. He was so furious he nearly had a heart attack.
His subordinates at the company looked at him with pity, and the employees couldn’t help but gossip about the matter behind his back.
In the Sinclair Group’s employee group chats that didn’t include any management, the conversation had been exceptionally lively for the past two days.
Everyone was discussing the scandals involving Rose Gable, Cynthia Sinclair, and even Gavin Sinclair.
His wife was having an affair, his son was having an affair, and his daughter was up to no good...
Felix Sinclair’s reputation had been utterly destroyed by the mother-daughter pair of Rose Gable and Cynthia Sinclair.
He hadn’t even found the time to go home and deal with the two of them when the Sinclair Group was reported for tax irregularities.
Furthermore, someone leaked the matter online, causing the Group’s stock to fall again and again.
Felix Sinclair felt like his head was going to explode.
Simon Sinclair, seeing that the time was ripe, began rallying shareholders at the company to oust Felix Sinclair.
"In all its years of development, this is the first time the Sinclair Group has ever faced such a massive online crisis."
"All because of the trouble stirred up by my sister-in-law and Cynthia, the Sinclair family has become quite infamous lately."
"The stock has also dropped to an all-time low because of the scandal your branch of the family created."
"Brother, don’t blame me for forcing your hand."
"First, this firestorm was ignited and fueled by your family’s series of immoral acts."
"Second, you completely failed to handle this matter in a timely fashion."
"Your inaction led to the Group’s stock dropping to this point, creating this irreversible situation."
"I don’t believe you are fit to hold the position of Chairman of the Sinclair Group."
Felix Sinclair glared at Simon Sinclair, his eyes cold and bloodshot, and nearly ground his teeth to dust.
"Simon Sinclair, this is a blatant coup."
"Have you forgotten that the Sinclair Group has always been passed down to the eldest son?"
"You’re mistaken, Mr. Sinclair," a shareholder Simon Sinclair had won over stood up to object.
"As a publicly listed company with numerous shareholders, the Sinclair Group is no longer the Sinclair family’s private kingdom where you alone call the shots."
"We shareholders need to make a living, too. We can’t entrust the future of the company to an incompetent leader."
"Well said," another shareholder spoke up, taking a side.
"We don’t care what rules your family has. The future leader of the Sinclair Group must be elected by a vote at the shareholders’ meeting."
The current chairman of the Sinclair Group was still the family’s patriarch, the eldest son of the Group’s founder.
He had gone abroad two months ago to recuperate due to health reasons.
The company had been temporarily entrusted to Felix Sinclair’s management, and he was the presumed successor.
But who would have thought he’d be unable to even handle a simple PR crisis, causing extreme damage to the company’s bottom line.
During the meeting, Felix Sinclair was berated, questioned, and held accountable by the shareholders... It was practically a public denunciation aimed squarely at him.
Felix Sinclair, of course, wasn’t about to hand over his inheritance rights without a fight. He stormed out of the meeting room in a rage.
He was livid that Simon Sinclair had dared to stage a coup against him in public.
He immediately began digging up dirt on Simon Sinclair and the children of the second branch, planning to publicize it all over the internet.
For the right to inherit the Sinclair Group, the war between the two blood brothers of the Sinclair family officially began. The two branches started leaking dirt on each other.
Over on the Sinclair family’s side, the internal war raged with incredible intensity.
Meanwhile, after three days, there was a development in the illegal confinement case involving Julian Mercer and Judith Caldwell.
Because the confinement was brief—less than twenty-four hours—and Claire Mercer had not suffered any substantial harm, the case was not publicly prosecuted.
Julian Mercer and Judith Caldwell were released after spending three days in a detention center.
Claire Mercer was not surprised by this outcome.
She had never intended to have Julian Mercer and Judith Caldwell locked up for illegal confinement anyway.
She only wanted to use this incident to completely sever all ties with the Mercer family.
What she hadn’t expected, however, was that the pair would be pelted with rotten eggs by angry online onlookers right at the gate of the Mercer estate.
Judith Caldwell had already been through hell at the police station over the last few days, unable to eat or sleep properly.
She looked completely exhausted and her hair was a mess. Looking like a refugee, she had lost all of her usual glamour as a wealthy socialite.
Now she was finally home and could at last get some comfortable rest.
But who could have imagined that, right on their own doorstep, they would be pelted with rotten eggs by a mob of crazies who had appeared out of nowhere.
A rotten egg smashed on top of her head, and the stinking liquid dripped down her cheeks...
The incredibly pungent odor made Judith Caldwell feel faint.
She was so furious she couldn’t help but let out a shriek.
Then, the rancid egg dripped from her face into her open mouth...
Judith Caldwell retched and vomited on the spot. The scene was the epitome of chaos and humiliation.
