Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 405: Calming Down

Joe was chatting with Moira Young on the phone while playing on the iPad.

"Holy crap, holy crap, what’s going on?"

"What’s wrong, Joe?"

Moira Young heard Joe suddenly shout and frowned.

"Moira, look at the web..."

Before he could finish, there was a loud banging on the door, which startled Joe. He quickly went to open it.

"Lee, you’re back, online, have you seen it, they..."

"Does Moira know?"

Joe stiffened and placed the phone he was holding in front of Lee.

Lee angrily poked Joe on the forehead.

Moira Young heard their conversation, unable to control the upward curve of her lips, her eyes as cold as ice. She already knew, even before Joe.

She didn’t want to explain but reluctantly said, "Lee, this is a rumor, it’s not true."

Joe quickly turned up the phone volume.

"Moira, I know, we understand you."

"I need to make a statement on Weibo."

Lee snatched the phone away, directly refusing: "No, you can’t post anything. I’ve already had the company prepare a response. The official account will clear things up soon. You shouldn’t do anything."

Just then, someone came looking for Lee.

"Remember, don’t post anything." He hung up the phone and said to Joe, "Now go to Moira’s house and keep an eye on her."

Joe nodded, promptly grabbed a bag, and ran out.

After a while, a statement was released on Moira Young’s official account.

Below, a group of loyal fans was berating the haters and giving Aiden Webb’s fans a hard time.

"You see, this is the truth. Don’t believe every little rumor."

"Exactly, exactly."

"Look at our goddess, she’s too good for Aiden, hmph."

"Ha, this is typical agency behavior, and people still believe it."

"Whatever, just waiting for a bigger scandal."

"Hey, the one above, is it true? There’s more?"

"Don’t you know? Wayne’s gossip has already said so. Here’s the link for you."

...

A group of people continued chatting under the official post, while another group had already moved to Wayne’s gossip page.

"Is it true? Just wait and see."

"Waiting for the real scoop."

"So, Wayne, what’s the headline this time?"

"Looks like this girl is being envied."

"In the entertainment industry, who really is genuine?"

...

"Contact someone at Wayne’s, see if you can bribe them."

"Yes, Lee."

At Moira Young’s house.

"Moira, don’t worry, I’ll peel an apple for you."

Moira Young pulled Joe over, looking at her seriously: "At first, I wasn’t too worried, but now this has involved Aiden Webb, I can’t not be worried."

"It’s okay, Professor Webb definitely won’t believe it."

"I know, but look online now, it’s getting more chaotic, fans on both sides have been arguing for hours."

Joe chuckled, patting her shoulder to comfort her: "It’s nothing, this happens often, let them argue if they have the energy to, don’t worry, Lee will handle this."

"I can make a statement," Moira Young said earnestly.

Seeing Joe’s hesitant look, she sighed, waiting for Lee’s call.

Meanwhile, the online situation continued to escalate, and Wayne’s gossip didn’t make any moves. Lee couldn’t reach Wayne either, so he issued another statement, fully expressing trust and support for Moira Young, then called around to see if there was any news elsewhere to shift focus.

Two days later, Aiden Webb finally got out of filming, received the news, and quickly arranged to issue a statement of support. Some actors, seeing Aiden’s involvement, also came forward pretending to be witnesses.

Unfortunately, it was quickly countered by a remark from Wayne’s gossip, pushing it to the top.

"At eight o’clock tonight, a big reveal!"

Under this Weibo post, the restless gossip enthusiasts were already clamoring.

The clock’s hand clicked as it moved, and neither Moira Young nor her agency could do much, because it wasn’t clear whose scandal Wayne’s gossip was referring to.

Making a premature statement could imply guilt, so they could only wait.

In the internet café.

"Hey, wanna play some games?"

"No, I’m waiting for the scoop."

"What scoop?"

"Get lost, don’t bother me, it’s eight o’clock."

The moment the shouting guy finished his sentence, some people around him simultaneously opened the same Weibo page.

8:01 PM.

"Oh my god, no way."

"It really is about Moira Young."

"A story of adoption and the drinking girl, oh my god, wasn’t there something about her before..."

"It’s just as I speculated."

"Poor Moira when she was young."

"I’ll give you two ’ha-ha’s."

"Yeah, I think her plastic surgery face wasn’t raised right as a child, entering the entertainment circle, how she ended up like this is truly suspicious."

"I agree with the one above, +1."

...

Moira Young looked at the comments below, her expression growing darker. Joe tried to grab the phone but Moira avoided her.

"Press it down, make a statement."

Lee led the PR team into a flurry of activity.

"Mr. Webb, is there anything else we should do?" the assistant asked Aiden Webb, who sat across, expressionless.

"Post," Aiden said in a steady voice.

"Did you see? Aiden immediately came out in support."

"Sob, Aiden, what love potion has this woman given you?"

"No, Aiden, you can’t like someone like her."

"What’s wrong with our Moira? Aiden has good taste."

"Bug off, get lost."

...

Aiden looked at the stream of comments scolding Moira Young under the official account, thinking of how much she must have suffered as a child, now having her scars opened for everyone to see. With a grave expression, he opened his own Weibo.

"Moira Young, I trust you."

This Weibo post blew up even more, making some people who spoke ill of Moira Young change their stance.

"If Aiden trusts her, I trust her too."

"Crying, I’m so unprincipled."

"Say no more, sisters, I’m supporting Moira Young."

"Aaaaah, Aiden finally posted an update, even if it’s because of that woman."

"So jealous, what’s Aiden doing, openly shielding her."

"When will I have such unconditional support?"

...

With Aiden’s Weibo post, Moira Young’s news gradually died down, but a lot of online trolls were still downplaying her.

Considering the risk, the agency suspended Moira Young’s current work.

"Joe, what did Lee say?"

Joe hung up the phone, looking at Moira Young’s anxious face, her nose slightly sour.

"Moira, Lee said to have a good rest at home, work announcements are paused."

Moira Young sat on the sofa, a bitter smile on her face as she rubbed her cheeks, "Joe, I need to call Lee."

"Lee said he would be very busy these days."

Feeling deflated, Moira said, "Then I’ll call Aiden."

"Moira," Joe’s expression looked troubled, "I called earlier, the assistant said after Aiden’s message, he’s been filming and won’t be out for days."