Mr. Hawthorne, Your Wife Wants a Divorce Again-Chapter 961: As Stupid as a Pig

In terms of reputation, the Lockwood Family indeed holds reverence, and many powerful families have sought favors from them.

Decades of accumulated time have cemented the Lockwood Family’s network and status that cannot be easily shaken.

Perhaps it may not be noticeable on ordinary days, but if the Lockwood Family were to raise a call, those who have received their kindness would naturally stand up.

Wanting to overthrow the Lockwood Family is not a simple matter.

But likewise, if the Lockwood Family wants to go against Hawthorne Corp., they’d at least get skinned even if they survive.

Therefore, while Lucy Lock was dealing with the Vaughn Clinic, she did her best to avoid attracting the attention of Hawthorne Corp. to prevent any direct confrontation.

However, no matter how much she calculated, she didn’t expect Zachary Lancaster would repeatedly hand leverage to the other side!

Simply as foolish as a pig!

Lucy Lock made an immediate decision, directly retracting Zachary Lancaster’s management rights of Lockwood Pharmaceuticals.

"Take him out, give him thirty strokes of the cane, and throw him back into his room for reflection, don’t let him be an eyesore in front of me!" Lucy Lock waved a hand impatiently, unwilling to spare Zachary Lancaster another glance.

Zachary Lancaster originally wanted to plead with Lucy Lock to support him, but upon hearing this, his face turned pale, "Mom—"

"If you make such a low-level mistake again next time, don’t call me Mom."

Lucy Lock was furious not just because Zachary Lancaster was caught, but because of his weakness, not knowing how to be ruthless!

If he had been a bit more ruthless and directly removed Ann Vaughn, would this have happened?

"Hurry and get out, just looking at you is annoying!" Lucy Lock urged coldly.

The servant quickly dragged the dazed Zachary Lancaster away, not daring to stay in Lucy Lock’s sight.

Zane Lancaster remained silent throughout, his eyes lowered in a submissive manner, but there was a slight change in his heart.

Lucy Lock had always doted on Zachary Lancaster; not to mention hitting him, she could even smile and forgive him when he harassed a female classmate in high school, and when he beat his roommate into a vegetative state in college.

Unexpectedly, this time, she was willing to let him endure thirty strokes...

Soon, the sound of the cane thrashing could be heard outside the living room, accompanied by Zachary Lancaster’s screams, it was almost pleasurable to hear.

With Lucy Lock’s intervention, Zachary Lancaster’s plan for revenge failed midway, leaving him injured.

The videos that tarnished Ann Vaughn’s reputation were also dealt with cleanly, leaving no trace.

The marketing accounts that posted the videos also came forward to clarify, tagging the official account of Vaughn Clinic and sincerely apologizing to Ann Vaughn.

This set of actions directly stopped the netizens who were jumping about in the melon patch.

—I was sincerely and deeply criticizing Ann Vaughn, and now you tell me the videos were fake, and the elder was actually saved by Ann Vaughn? Marketing accounts, you’re dead today! Playing tricks on us!

Not to mention, the netizens found it absurd, those who had attacked Ann Vaughn before found it even more ridiculous.

So they were used as pawns? And their target was the most innocent, Ann Vaughn...

No one wants to admit they are wicked people wielding a blade to harm others without thought.

Those mentally weaker apologized on Vaughn Clinic’s official Weibo before deleting their accounts.

At the same time, Vaughn Clinic posted a new Weibo.

[Skin Savior is online on the first day, to celebrate, we’re holding a lottery event. In the following retweets and comments, we’ll randomly choose two hundred people to gift a box of Ice Skin Pill~]

Sherry managed to time this perfectly, as almost as soon as the Weibo was posted, the retweets and comments had exceeded two hundred thousand.

Out of guilt for once insulting Ann Vaughn, even netizens who don’t typically use Vaughn Clinic products planned to buy a few boxes as compensation for her.

The Ice Skin Pill is priced twice as high as the currently popular fragrance ball, but even so, online sales exceeded one million pieces in just five minutes.

Amazing, truly.

...

Ann Vaughn got out of the car in the city center and, while waiting in line to buy a cake at the Black Swan shop, saw a message from Sherry.

Between the lines, you could tell she was grinning from ear to ear.

However, Ann Vaughn was more curious about who was helping her behind the scenes.

To make the Lockwood Family submit directly, it couldn’t be an ordinary person.

Receiving the cake from the shop assistant, Ann Vaughn thanked them and then left the store with the cake.

Sherry sent a reply at this time: it was a patient you once cured, saying it was to repay the favor they owed you.

Ann Vaughn nodded thoughtfully; since it was a matter of repaying a favor, there was no need to know who it was.

[Help me pass on a thank you.]

After clicking send, Ann Vaughn returned her phone to her pocket and was about to raise her hand to hail a cab when her eyes suddenly glimpsed a familiar figure, and she stopped in her tracks.

A black Maybach was discreetly parked across the street. A man in a black suit had his back to her direction, seemingly...

Holding a woman in his arms.

The woman leaned against him for quite a while before leaving.

Her long hair covered her face, so it was hard to see what she looked like, but one could vaguely see her curved smile, shy and gentle.

Who knows what sweet words she heard to make her smile so happily.

This scene was like a needle piercing directly into Ann Vaughn’s eyes, the subtle pain gradually spreading, instantly cooling the blood throughout her body.

Rationally, she knew she should go directly to ask James Vaughn and clarify their relationship.

But her emotions held back her steps, leaving her unsure of how to question him.

Ann Vaughn’s lips were pressed white, her mind in chaos like a tangled mess of paste, unable to think of anything more, just wanting to leave here quickly.

As she turned to leave, Cyrus Hawthorne’s gaze happened to sweep over the spot where she had just stood, lingering for a few seconds.

Inside Vaughn Clinic.

Within a day, the Ice Skin Pills were basically sold out online and offline.

Sherry not only had to urge the factory but also deal with customers trying to use the backdoor, almost busy enough to spin like a gyroscope.

Seeing Ann Vaughn walk in with a despondent expression, Sherry paused, hung up the phone, and asked, "Annie, are you feeling unwell or something? You look so pale."

"Hmm?" Ann Vaughn came back to her senses, reached up to touch her cheek, only feeling a cool sensation.

"I went to the Temple of the Clear Heart today, maybe I’m just tired from walking around too much."

Sherry poured her a cup of hot water, and when she touched her hand, it was cold as anything, making Sherry’s eyelids twitch.

"Why are your hands so cold? Are you sure you’re not feeling sick? I remember it’s quite warm outside, people are even getting heatstroke on the streets." Sherry said, feeling Ann Vaughn’s pulse to be sure.

"I’m fine." Ann Vaughn forced a smile, "I went there early, and it was cooler on the mountain, maybe I just caught a slight chill."

Seeing her smile was forced, her eyes void of any light, dim and dull, Sherry suddenly understood something.

If it’s not a physical ailment, then it must be some issue between her and Cyrus Hawthorne...