Delayed Passion: Miss Lynch's Unrequited Love-Chapter 100: Humiliating the Sinclair Family

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Humiliating the Sinclair Family

The Sinclair Family’s father currently holds considerable standing in Coronet, and it’s not easy to bring him down.

Even if he has indeed taken things he shouldn’t have, even if it’s exposed, it will soon be suppressed.

No waves would be stirred.

However, if Ian Preston is behind pushing this forward, then the outcome will only be one—the outcome Ian Preston desires.

"Rest assured, once Third Brother steps in, her dad is completely done."

"Happy about it?" Sean Bell asked with a smile.

Thea Lynch: "..."

Listening to this news, Thea Lynch’s heart remained calm.

Not particularly happy, since this matter... What’s it got to do with her?

"If there’s nothing else to say, I’m hanging up."

"Hey." Sean Bell stopped her, "Are you not the least bit excited about this?"

Thea Lynch frowned, "Excited about what?"

"You must know why Third Brother is doing this, don’t you?"

"To be honest, Third Brother could totally stay out of this. But he insists on making a big deal out of it, and it’s likely to impact him significantly. Yet he insists on shaming The Sinclair Family, tearing them apart publicly."

"Tsk, I realize Third Brother seems crazier than I am."

"And you, have no thoughts about this?"

He said so much, Thea Lynch couldn’t possibly stay unmoved.

Her heart has always been filled with Ian Preston, never changed. Saying she doesn’t like him anymore, but that’s not how her heart feels.

Maybe she genuinely doesn’t like him now, but her inconsistency is also very real. She just hasn’t realized it herself.

Sean Bell can’t say he understands Thea Lynch particularly well, but they are the same kind of people, so he can guess what she’s thinking pretty accurately.

"No."

"Be honest."

"That’s the honest truth."

Thea Lynch glanced at the time, "I need to rest, do you have anything else?"

"When are you coming back?" Knowing she doesn’t want to hear, Sean Bell has to skip the previous topic. "Tomorrow? Should I pick you up at the airport?"

"We’ll see, work isn’t finished yet."

Thea Lynch told a lie, she could actually make it back tonight.

But now Coronet is too chaotic, the winds are rising, she wants to wait a bit longer.

"Alright then." Sean Bell knew this was just an excuse. "Then let me know when you’re back."

Recently there have indeed been many things happening, it’s necessary to give the coward some time to digest the issues.

——

The next morning at ten, hearing the phone ringing, Thea Lynch painedly rubbed her brow, and her other hand searched the cabinet for a while before finding the phone.

The ringtone persisted, determined.

Originally thinking it was that annoying Sean Bell again, seeing "Vice President" written on the notes jolted her awake, the muddiness in her eyes slowly dissipated.

"Hello, it’s me."

Thea Lynch rolled over, placing the phone directly to her ear.

"Foreman Lynch, you’re still in Riverbend, right?"

"Yeah, is it urgent? If it is, I can return right now."

"No, no, don’t come back!" The vice president’s tone was somewhat urgent.

"..." Thea Lynch made a curious sound, "What’s up?"

"Yesterday, did you and Foreman Chandler complain about Valiant in the group?"

Thea Lynch thought back, indeed that happened, "We chatted for a bit. Is there a problem?"

"Someone leaked the chat content, the manager of Valiant’s R&D department called first thing in the morning."

"Really?" Thea Lynch held the phone, sitting up from bed. "That group is our department’s work group."

No outsiders are in it.

How could the chat records have been leaked?

"We haven’t found the person who did it yet, but the manager showed me screenshots, and he was quite upset, his tone wasn’t nice on the phone. I was thinking if you’re still in Riverbend, maybe you could explain and see if it’s possible."

"Okay." Thea Lynch didn’t hesitate, "Give me the contact information and the screenshots."

The vice president didn’t expect her to be so straightforward, hesitating, he worryingly reminded: "Make sure to explain things properly to him. The two companies are currently in collaboration... Foreman Lynch, please be considerate."

The nature of Thea Lynch is known company-wide.

It’s not that her temper is particularly bad, but she’s often cold-faced, and her words can be prickly. Of course, most of the time she’s unintentional, but unfamiliar people wouldn’t know.

"I understand." The reason Thea Lynch agreed was mainly because she felt responsible for the start of the issue.

The outcome didn’t matter much to her, after all, she hadn’t said anything inappropriate in the group.

But for Foreman Chandler, it’s different.

Foreman Chandler looks sharp but is actually quite naive, straightforward.

The people in the department all like him. He has good relations with various colleagues, so without thinking he just says what comes to mind in the group.

"I also bear responsibility for this matter, I’ll handle it, no need to tell Silas Cheney."

The vice president didn’t answer immediately.

Thea Lynch: "How’s Foreman Chandler doing?"

"Just left my office, also quite upset. We haven’t identified who leaked the chat records yet, worried he might clash with colleagues, so I gave him a day off."

Thea Lynch made a sound of agreement, "Okay."

"Then let’s leave it at that, I’ll call him, and if anything comes up I’ll call you."

"Alright, alright."

Thea Lynch called Foreman Chandler, and before the opposite side picked up, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, changing out of her pajamas.

"Foreman."

Every time Foreman Chandler calls her, he’s usually excited, with a tone containing a few strands of hearty laughter. Despite being over thirty, he somehow seems more energetic than her.

But now, that voice sounded lifeless.

Thea Lynch sighed, "No worries, I’ll explain to them later. You didn’t mean any harm, it’s just casual remarks after work, not very serious words, no defamation, they won’t mind it."

"Sorry for the trouble, Foreman Lynch."

"Not at all, you were just concerned about me." Thea Lynch took the phone in hand, speaking while walking: "Don’t take it too much to heart, I’ll handle this. You just adjust your mood and return to work in the department. Section one still needs you."

"As for other things... we’ll discuss them when I get back."

"The real issue here that bothers me is having a ’traitor’ in the department."

"I understand." The other matters she meant refer to this.

"We’re unclear who it is, nor the purpose behind their actions. Don’t randomly speculate, I’ll see if I can find out, if not we’ll investigate back home, one by one."

"Should we leave it be?" The big commotion, Foreman Chandler hesitated.

Thea Lynch: "Today, they could screenshot these and send them to our partner; tomorrow, they could screenshot various data and send it to rivals."