Chapter 379: Chapter 379: He Really Is Angry!
Not only the remittance records, chat logs, but even voice messages were clearly displayed on the screen!
Anyone with common sense could see how Ann Vaughn was framed and slandered this time!
But sitting on the stage, Ann Vaughn blinked, bewildered.
She remembered copying only the remittance records and call recordings between Cynthia’s computer and the housekeeper of the Crawford Family.
Where did Mark Joyce get all these other materials?
"These are the certificates obtained for Heavenly Fragrance Dew after numerous inspections." Mark Joyce continued to showcase these documents, and once the reporters had taken photos, he quickly switched the display to another screen.
"These are the evaluation results of all the products from The Snowbell Clinic."
The evaluations indicated that the cosmetics and tonics failed even the basic quality checks, and the so-called certificates of compliance were nothing but printed falsifications.
"Additionally, The Snowbell Clinic made diagnostic errors, prescribed the wrong medication that worsened a patient’s condition, and then denied responsibility, falsely claiming the patient was intentionally staging an accident for money and ignored it."
Another series of evidence was presented.
The reporters below were left awestruck and struggled to keep up with the speed at which Mark Joyce revealed information, but their cameras kept recording relentlessly.
Who could have thought that the situation would take such a dramatic turn?
Ann Vaughn, who was scorned by everyone, turned out to be the victim of the entire affair...
"Additionally, the irresponsible comments by the owner of The Snowbell Clinic have caused severe emotional stress and reputation damage to Miss Vaughn, and a legal notice has been sent out, our side is ready to proceed at any time."
Before the reporters could stir, Mark Joyce added, "Every media outlet that participated in this affair and published untrue reports attacking Miss Vaughn will receive a legal notice from the Hawthorne Group’s legal team."
Upon these words, the previously indifferent journalists were thrown into an uproar!
What did this have to do with them? Why were they being issued legal notices??
Especially from the Hawthorne Group’s legal team! That’s madness!
Seeing the media reporters change their expressions one after another, Ann Vaughn almost wanted to laugh, it was these people, thinking a keyboard was all they needed to manipulate societal discourse, trampling others at will.
Now they’re afraid, where were they when they were leading the storm to personally attack her?
If the "Ann Vaughn" who was wheeled out of the operating room that day was really her, who could imagine the consequences?
You reap what you sow, and so one must be cautious in words and actions.
Just like Cynthia thought she could garner sympathy by acting pitiful, accepting interviews earlier than her, did she think she could turn the tables?
When Ann Vaughn pressured her to say those things last night, she didn’t plan to record it to expose her, but rather to cloud the public’s perceptions.
Even the supposedly sabotaged interview footage played on the screen was Ann Vaughn’s deliberate doing.
On the other hand, Cynthia was led around by the nose from start to finish.
Those who don’t learn to change over four years will be abandoned by time.
"Wait! I’ve got a question!" A reporter sitting in front stood up, holding a microphone, asking, "Miss Vaughn, just now Miss Sheridan mentioned in her interview that you took credit for her at the Crawford Family, is that true?"
Just as Ann Vaughn was about to leave, she motioned for Mark Joyce to wait, then turned around and said with deep meaning, "The Young Master of the Crawford Family has lung cancer, I suppose you all know this, but you’ll soon see what the truth is."
Having said that, Ann Vaughn left the press conference venue.
Back in the car, Mark Joyce reported to Ann Vaughn, "A total of 108 media outlets were present, of which 79 participated in directing public opinion, and 25 attacked your substitute at the hospital. After sending out the legal notices, the Hawthorne Group won’t let a single one of them off."
"Special Assistant Joyce, I recall the materials you presented later weren’t the ones I gave you, why is that?" Ann Vaughn nodded, then asked with some confusion.
With the information she managed alone, it wasn’t enough to bring Cynthia down without a chance of recovery.
But the evidence Mark Joyce presented later, forget recovery, Cynthia and The Snowbell Clinic wouldn’t have a place in The Imperial Capital anymore.
Just selling unqualified products, harming patients, and Cynthia’s scheming against her, are enough for them to face significant consequences.
"Ah, those were collected from an investigation ordered by President Hawthorne just after you had the incident at the Crawford Family."
Using the boss’s private intelligence network.
Mark Joyce secretly grumbled in his heart.
Upon hearing this, Ann Vaughn felt surprised, yet somehow it seemed expected.
Aside from him, no one else could infiltrate the Sheridan Family’s influence to investigate so thoroughly.
Seeing Ann Vaughn dazed, Mark Joyce couldn’t help but say, "Miss Vaughn, President Hawthorne wasn’t actually angry with you, he was just worried, when you fainted that day, you didn’t see how he was almost ready to kill someone..."
"President Hawthorne stayed with you for several hours, and only left after you woke up to investigate these matters."
"President Hawthorne thought that if you personally resolved this, you’d feel better inside, that’s why he didn’t intervene too much and let me accompany you here."
Recalling the scene, with Cyrus Hawthorne’s menacing visage, Mark Joyce almost wondered if something truly happened to Ann Vaughn.
He would have let those from the Crawford Family be buried with Ann Vaughn!
Fortunately, Ann Vaughn woke up after just two hours of unconsciousness, with no injuries.
"Really?" Ann Vaughn thought of Cyrus Hawthorne’s unusually cold attitude towards her over the past few days, pressing her red lips together, "Are you sure he wasn’t angry at me, deliberately avoiding me?"
"How could that be? If you act a little coquettish, President Hawthorne certainly wouldn’t stay angry at you."
"So you’re saying, he really was angry!"
Mark Joyce: ...You might as well kill me.
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Villa No. 8 Master Bedroom Terrace.
"President Hawthorne, most of the partners still express their trust in us, but a small part wants to cancel their orders for Heavenly Fragrance Dew, should we explain?"
"No need." Cyrus Hawthorne stood tall and elegant behind the white railing, holding a document, skimming through it quickly, "Let them cancel, we won’t engage in any future cooperation."
"But with the current reputation of Heavenly Fragrance Dew, we could be facing massive losses." The planning director of Hawthorne was a bit worried about the situation, which indeed didn’t look optimistic.
Moreover, he really couldn’t understand, with Heavenly Fragrance Dew unable to bring in much profit, even if Hawthorne launched it, they might not even recoup the costs.
For such small projects, President Hawthorne used to ignore them completely.
Why is it different this time...
Cyrus Hawthorne slightly lifted his gaze, looking at the planning director with a meaningful glance, "Everything shouldn’t be perceived too superficially."
"It’s my ignorance, President Hawthorne must have unique insights." The planning director wiped the sweat off his forehead, continuously affirming.
At this moment, Dragon walked from the room to the terrace, seeing Cyrus Hawthorne in conversation with the planning director, he moved aside to wait.