Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 755

Chapter 755 Is What The Internet Says True

“What’s going on? I spent all that money getting you guys to bump that post, and this is what you do for me?” Benjamin roared into his phone.

A man’s calm voice responded through the line, “We do exactly as we’re paid to, Mr. Hutton. This is our professional code. We’ve been doing our best to flood the comments section, but the other party seems to be bigger in number. That’s why they’ve managed to drown us out so quickly.”

“I can pay you more. Do whatever it takes to subdue those comments,” Benjamin demanded. “Of course, Mr. Hutton. As long as you’re willing to pay us, we’ll get more people to work.”

After Benjamin had someone transfer a large sum into the other party’s bank account, it wasn’t long until more alternate accounts began to surface on the internet. Then, more heated arguments ensued between the two parties, sending the post about Oscar to the headlines.

Many modern and traditional media outlets tried to obtain exclusive coverage of these two wealthy families.

As the post became increasingly viral, what was once simply a battle between two ghostwriting parties soon gained the attention of netizens who just wanted to enjoy the show. Now, with the public split into three main groups and commenting on the post for the next few days, magnified pictures of Oscar and Amelia emerged online too, and many netizens expressed that the two were a match made in heaven.

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The whole incident also became an indirect plug for both Clinton Corporations and Hutton Corporations, allowing the two groups’ shares to skyrocket in value.

Sean couldn’t help but smirk as an employee reported to him. He certainly hadn’t expected a single post to benefit the company to such an extent. The price of our shares will probably continue to hike even after things die down. What a pleasant surprise!

“Should we add a little more oil to the flame, Mr. Hutton? Posts like these are sure to help boost the company’s popularity once each party takes its stance. I’m sure other companies will be more interested in working with us then,” the employee proposed.

“Go ahead, but don’t overdo it. Just keep luring the public into bickering with each other to keep the post trending for a few more days,” Sean replied, clearly in a good mood.

“Very well, Mr. Hutton. I’ll be on my way if we’re done here.”

Sean nodded.

After the employee left, Sean pondered for a moment before deciding to give Oscar a call.

“Hello, Mr. Clinton. Are you seeing the way things are going thanks to that post? Now, both our families are reaping the benefits of it. I’m calling you to ask for your opinion—should we keep the post trending for a few more days before taking it down?” he asked as though in the midst of a negotiation.

Oscar was feeling rather cheery too, given how well his company’s stocks were doing now.

“Sure, but don’t drag Amelia into this. I don’t want people to bother her. Do you understand what I’m saying?” he asked in a low voice.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Clinton. I don’t want her to get hurt either,” Sean answered earnestly. “Whether or not you trust me, I really do see her as my own sister. She deserves to have a man treat her well.”

“I hope you remember what you just said. I won’t let you off if I ever find out that you’re using her,” Oscar threatened.

“With you around, I won’t be able to use her even if I want to! Besides, Amelia’s a smart girl. There’s no way she’d allow herself to be used.”

“Blood is thicker than water to her.” No matter how intelligent Amelia was, family always had a special place in her heart.

Sean fell silent at that.

Oscar was right. It was clear from how she cared for Eleanor when the latter was critically ill. In fact, she was even more meticulous than Amelia Hutton.

Amelia Winters never asked for anything in return for her kindness, and that made Sean see her in a different light. She was extraordinary, and while Amelia Hutton was a beauty herself, the latter wasn’t too great in other aspects.

“I’ll send some of my men over to discuss the post with you,” said Oscar. “They’ve been with me for many years and are nothing but loyal to me. Send them back to me when you’ve regained power over your company. I still need them.”

“I understand,” Sean responded, snapping back to reality. “I’d like to treat you and Amy to a meal if I manage to get my company back, Mr. Clinton. We’re still family at the end of the day.”

“There’s no need for that. I don’t mind you meeting up with Amelia, but don’t bring your father and younger sister with you. I don’t like them.”

Sean laughed as awkwardness flashed in his eyes briefly. “Don’t worry.”

After hanging up, Oscar browsed the internet and saved a photoshopped image of him and Amelia as his desktop wallpaper. Seeing the picture of Amelia grinning from ear to ear could turn his bad day into a good one.

A knock came on the door at that moment. “Come in,” he called out.

With a push of the door, Amelia walked in with an exquisite five-tiered lunchbox.

“Hey, Oscar.”

The man rose to his feet, walked toward her, and took the lunchbox from her hands. “What are you doing here? You should’ve called me before coming over. What if I was in the middle of a meeting? You’d end up having to wait for me.”

“I just dropped by to pass you your lunch. I’m planning to return to work the day after tomorrow, so I might not be able to bring you food when that happens.”

“Why not get some more rest at home?”

“It’s fine. Tony has been brought over to the Clinton residence this morning, and it’s not like I can follow him there every single time. I may as well get back to work. Otherwise, the boredom will only make my mind wander too far.”

“Whatever makes you happy. Will you still be working for Shane?”

“He gave me a call earlier today to send his condolences. Then, we talked about work. He said the director of design position remains open for me, so I figured that I just can’t let him down. I may have studied design in the past, but I haven’t done much designing ever since I married you. Many things have happened in the past few years. I don’t want to give up my career.”

“If that’s what you want, go ahead,” Oscar remarked while opening up the lunchbox filled with some usual but radiant-looking homemade dishes. “You made all this for me?”