Cordelia was in distress, but Zephyr quite liked the situation. He did not have it in him to brew coffee and serve customers. He just wanted to stay around her every day—even better if the two of them were the only ones in the shop.
In spite of it, he had still asked Fredric to look into the matter to cheer up Cordelia. The result was as he had expected. “Z, I consulted a few media companies, and they quickly got the date. Data shows that these paid posters are from the Jenner Group.”
“Hah, so it’s really Yelena?”
“Well, the account paying the paid posters is the finance account from the Jenner Group.”
Who else from the Jenners, aside from Yelena, would do something so stupid?
Zephyr pinched between his brows and ended the call.
He was in too much disdain to fight the Jenners, not that the latter could overpower him. It was just that he cared about Cordelia.
Fredric said with a lowered voice, “Z, it’s not hard to mess with the Jenners at all. Just do to them what they did to you!”
Zephyr stayed silent and hung up.
There was still no one in the cafe these days. Cordelia asked Zephyr to go home and rest while she stayed in the shop. A while later, however, she heard noises outside of the cafe.
“See, this is our Ms. Cordelia Jenner’s shop!”
Cordelia felt her heart lurch. The mocking and hostile voice clearly belonged to Yelena!
“Ms. Yelena, the comments on this place are horrible. I saw them online!”
“Yeah, are we going in there for coffee today?”
“So what?” Yelena snickered. “This is my baby sister’s shop. You should all help her out! Her husband’s been in prison, and he’s come back on track now. It’s tough!
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