"I—I thought it was just some ordinary news."
Elliot Morris would rather die than admit he hadn't noticed the news at all.
"Boss, this time it's my mistake, I'll deal with it right away."
Mason Bennett leaned back in his chair and asked, "And how exactly are you going to deal with it?"
Elliot only felt his head was about to explode.
Deal with it how? How the hell was he supposed to know?
"Delete the posts?"
Mason's gaze turned even colder.
"Of course we can't just delete posts and be done with it." Elliot instantly shot down his own idea, staring fixedly at Mason, watching every change in his expression.
"But this really is a bit tricky. After all, it's all netizens' comments. If we make too much noise, I'm afraid it'll be bad for Miss Bella."
Elliot was a little helpless.
Mason gave a cold snort, picked up his phone, and lowered his head to fiddle with it.
Elliot was once again left hanging on the side, watching Mason fiddle with his phone for ages.
