Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 980

The voices that had once been speculating about Funfly's involvement suddenly quieted down, and all eyes turned to Maja.

Zoey, with a furrowed brow, showed Maja the comments on her laptop screen.

"Mr. Pennyfeather, just as you suspected, Funfly has been manipulating public opinion, making you the scapegoat," she said.

After all, Maja was a name regularly trending on social media, and every time Shawn's name popped up, Maja would get a round of backlash.

Maja sat in her chair, her eyes devoid of any visible emotion.

"Let's wait until the public outcry peaks, then we'll release the video. We need to see Funfly's face when the truth comes out. Once she's exposed, the public will be in an uproar for a while, and then we'll gradually leak information about the other bigwigs at Simstar Entertainment."

Given this trend, Simstar Entertainment would be dominating the headlines for the next month.

By then, the company's reputation would be in ruins. Everyone would be looking at their signed artists with suspicion, questioning whether they got their roles through underhanded means.

Some of the more famous stars would wisely choose to break their contracts at this crucial juncture.

"Zoey, keep an eye out. Funfly will definitely try to contact you soon to find out how much evidence you have against her. You start by asking for five million dollars."

Zoey was about to nod in agreement when she noticed a private message pop up. Someone wanted to buy whatever information she had.

This was undoubtedly someone from Funfly's camp.

She immediately demanded the hefty sum of five million dollars.

As expected, the person on the other end fell silent and didn't reply, likely to report back to Funfly.

As she slammed her hand on the table, Funfly's eyes were filled with malice.

Judith was happily munching on grapes as she read the comments on her phone while Wind diligently washed more fruit for her.

"If you want her dead, Miss, I can kill her right now," he offered.

Judith's eyes were full of mirth.

"If I really wanted her dead, I would've sent you to Greenfield a long time ago. I want to destroy her slowly. I love Ian so much, and yet his first wife isn't me. This woman defiled him. She deserves to die, but I can't let her off that easily. I want her to lose everything she cares about, and I want Ian himself to despise her. I want her to suffer so much that she wishes she were dead. I hope she ends up a beggar with no hands or feet, forced to crawl through the streets for the rest of her life."

Wind had been protecting Judith for many years and knew exactly what kind of person she was.

When she hated someone, she would look at them with innocent eyes and cut off all their escape routes.

Killing someone was too boring for her.