Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 989

Since the rumors were still relatively small-scale, Lillian's team hadn't paid them much attention.

More importantly, Lillian was swamped with work. The company's demands took up all her time; she couldn't be bothered to monitor petty internet gossip.

However, Old Mr. Blake and Old Mrs. Blake, thanks to Lester's inside information and their own vigilant monitoring of the situation, caught wind of the whispers immediately.

"Dear, do you think this is going to blow out of proportion? If it does, won't it negatively impact Lillian?"

Old Mrs. Blake was deeply concerned. Emotionally, she had always stood firmly in Lillian's corner.

Old Mr. Blake rubbed his temples, looking thoroughly exhausted by the mess.

"Sebastian is becoming more disgraceful by the day.

When they got married, he insisted on keeping it a secret and put Lillian through so much pain. Now they've been divorced for ages, he hasn't even fully dealt with Bella, and he lets a rumor like this leak.

If he had taken immediate action, this wouldn't have left the company, even if a few employees were whispering about it.

The fact that it's online proves he's doing absolutely nothing to stop it.

It's infuriating."

Furious with his son's incompetence, the old man decided to take matters into his own hands.

He immediately made a few calls, summoned his PR fixers, and ordered them to scrub every trace of the "Lillian" and "secret ex-wife" keywords from the internet.

"The Blake family has already wronged Lillian enough. I will not allow this nonsense to drag her down again."

Old Mrs. Blake nodded in agreement. It was the right thing to do.

"Should we also do something about Debbie Harris? Sebastian hasn't put any real effort into tracking her down.

That woman is a menace wherever she goes. It'll be a disaster if she causes a massive scene out of nowhere."

Ever since Sebastian's men had put her under surveillance, she hadn't touched a deck of cards.

Desperate for her fix, Debbie scoured the internet for underground parlors, deciding that even a high-stakes mahjong game would do.

She just needed something to take the edge off her suffocating boredom.

Her efforts paid off. She managed to find the perfect spot.

It was a small, highly exclusive, and heavily hidden parlor. She just had to put down a few thousand dollars as a deposit to get a seat at the mahjong table.

The buy-ins weren't even that astronomically high, which was perfect. Between the $1 million theft from Sabrina Ward's phone and the cash she already had stashed, she was flush.

Even if she kept the bets reasonable, the money would last her a good while.

After making the arrangements, Debbie gleefully packed her bag and got ready to head out...