Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- they were available, who would risk their image by partnering with a company currently being dragged through the mud? In the end, she had to drop a huge chunk of cash ona micro-influencer with just 100,000 followers. She was scheduled to come in tomorrow for some PR work. Then, at 2 AM-disaster struck again. The influencer who posted the exposé? She took a turn for the worse and was rushed into surgery. She was admitted to the ICU, unconscious.

Photos of her lying pale and motionless in a hospital gown were posted online-along with a video of her mother wailing and cursing Wilson Enterprise, and a screenshot of the hospital's diagnosis. And just like that, the outrage exploded all over again. By morning, the food safety bureau had launched a full-on investigation and raided Wilson Enterprise's factories. They uncovered several violations and immediately suspended operations for rectification. Then came the IRS, demanding a five-year tax audit. Fire inspectors showed up next, sweeping through every facility.

More than a dozen expired fire extinguishers were found. ---- Meanwhile, their competitors were throwing a party-taking advantage of the chaos to sling mud and steal market share. The internet was flooded with rumors: the chairman bribing officials, shareholders keeping mistresses, secret illegitimate kids-the works. Wilson Enterprise dominated the top five trending searches on every platform. That was probably a record for a private company. At sunrise, Tristan rushed to the hospital and found Aaron. "Aaron!

This is insane!" Aaron didn't want to talk business in front of Clara, so he pulled Tristan out to the rooftop. "That wasn't my brilliance at work," Aaron said, calm and collected. "They just had way too many skeletons in the closet." Honestly, Aaron hadn't expected things to spiral like this. He'd only intended to use the negative press to force a discounted buyout. What happened next had nothing to do with him. Who would've guessed a giant corporation like Wilson Enterprise was this hollow at its core? Tristan asked, "So...

are we still buying stock today?" ---- Aaron replied, "Their rep's already in the gutter. Forget it. Let's show some mercy." Tristan clicked his tongue. Honestly, unless Wyatt straight-up declared bankruptcy, there wasn't much left to do. Aaron added, "Your team didn't come all this way to sit around. I heard Asher's dad owns a few five-star hotels that have solid reviews. Go poke around there instead." Tristan blinked. "Didn't you say yesterday that Asher got both arms broken in a prison brawl? Wasn't that enough?" Aaron shot him a sideways glance.

"What does that have to do with me?" And with that, he turned and walked back into Clara's hospital room. Tristan scratched his head and trudged back to the temporary office. Welp. Back to work. Over the next three days, Wilson Enterprise's stock hit limit-down the moment the market opened each time. Furious shareholders stormed Wyatt's office, demanding compensation and pulling their investments. It was total chaos. ---- Wyatt's three personal assistants? All quit. None of them showed up for work. They were afraid of getting egged before they even received severance pay.

Not an exaggeration-some netizens really had shown up at the front doors with cartons of eggs. They wore masks and hats, and the security cameras couldn't catch their faces. Meanwhile, frontline employees began jumping ship. The severance was pathetic, but people had to survive. Since payday had just passed, most decided to cut their losses and bail. Wyatt still couldn't believe it. Just a few days ago, everything had been fine. Now it was a living nightmare. He couldn't tell if this was just an accidental PR crisis gone out of control-or if someone had set him up from the start. Linsey?

Still completely out of the loop. She hadn't even thought of Clara and hadn't connected any of the dots. And Aaron? He never once showed his face publicly. Because now, whether at the firm or the company, he knew he had to keep a low profile. He had a wife now. Which meant-for the first time in his life-he had ---- something to lose.