Chapter 2471: That Fellow Posted a WeTwit Again!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Top Chef Competition received a great deal of attention online due to Mag’s actions. It was deemed to be the year’s most popular variety show in advance.
As the trigger of Horace’s incident and the unexpected contestant to advance to the final, Mag had also become the focal point online.
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After that WeTwit was posted, it immediately caused a storm on the Internet.
“Brother Righteous YYDS!”
“That’s the reason I fell in love with that man.”
“Justice hasn’t arrived for a long time. Isn’t that considered as absent?”
“Is he going against the Dixon Family head on?”
“S(?°?°;)?”
In a few short minutes, the comments in the comment section had already numbered over 10,000.
The Horace incident caused an earthquake in the entertainment industry. Over one dozen A-listers’ scandals were exposed and all the common folks had a field day consuming the gossip.
As the descendent of the influential Dixon Family, Fergus was exposed by Horace in the live-stream for torturing and murdering an underage girl. He was under a lot of attention previously.
However, as all the weird incidents in the entertainment industry were exposed, the people’s attention was successfully diverted from Fergus’ incident. As the attention slowly faded away, posts related to it could rarely be seen again.
Then, at the eve of the immensely popular Top Chef Competition, Hades, the contestant that everyone focused on, shared a WeTwit related to the Fergus’ incident. Soon, the WeTwit #Fergusmurderincident# was pushed to the top of the trending list.
The Horace incident was exposed by Hades, and he was called “Brother Righteous” because of that.
However, after that WeTwit, Hades didn’t share anything else on WeTwit again. Many people thought that he was oppressed and no longer dared to get involved in such matters again.
Nobody could have imagined that, after two days of silence and two hours before the final, he opened fire at Fergus directly.
***
“Boss, that chap Hades posted a WeTwit again!”
Lucien, who wasn’t fully awake, picked up Amos’ call and heard his exasperated and angry voice.
“What did he send?” Lucien heard that name and jumped upright on his bed immediately.
“It’s Fergus this time.” Amos’ voice sounded bitter.
“This chap…” Lucien had already seen Hades’ latest WeTwit. Reading his words, he felt amused and angry at the same time.
The A-listers in the entertainment industry had exposed themselves in a suicidal manner and finally suppressed the Fergus incident with a lot of effort. Hades’ WeTwit had sent the Fergus incident back to the number one spot on the WeTwit’s trending list again. The Dixon Family’s hard work was for nothing.
He wondered what expression the head of the Dixons would have when he woke up and saw that news.
It was a power play among all the forces. The president and the military had already made their position known, so the pressure on WeTwit was lessened. As long as WeTwit appeared to be impartial on the surface, there was nothing else he needed to be concerned about.
However, Fergus’ situation would only be decided after all the parties finished fighting behind the scenes, but now the situation was different after Hades stirred things up again.
“What do we need to do now?” Amos asked.
Lucien stared at the screen quietly for a moment before shaking his head. “We won’t be doing anything. That account is protected by the military. Are you able to ban it?”
The Top Chef Competition’s final was about to start and Hades chose this sensitive time to post this WeTwit. They wondered if he was instructed to do so by the McCarthy Family.
“Sit this one out and reap the spoils later” was obviously the best plan.
“Alright. I’ll go and handle those two board directors first,” Amos said with exhaustion.
“I appreciate your help. After this is over, I’ll give you a holiday. Bring your family and children out and play for a few days,” Lucien said and then hung up.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lucien stared at Hades’ account quietly for a long time.
“Seems like Nancy has already extended an olive branch to him.” Lucien shook his head. “But, can the McCarthy Family protect him forever? The Dixon Family isn’t a pushover. Young people tend to get carried away easily.”
***
Director Johnny looked at the top three on the WeTwit’s trending list after he was woken up by his assistant. He smiled bitterly. “This child is still attracting attention for the show at this time. The rating is so high that even I am getting fearful.”
The biggest beneficiary of the Horace incident was obviously the Top Chef Competition. The waning variety show was given a second lease of life and the semifinal even broke the ratings record.
Hades was the greatest contributor. No one could compare to him.
Now that the show was already very popular, today’s finale might create a new rating record again.
Right at this crucial moment, Hades actually went to post about Fergus.
He even hinted to Hades two days ago that he needed to be careful of his actions online during the show’s recording period.
Good fellow. It seemed like he didn’t take it to heart at all.
Although he had the McCarthy Family behind him and the McCarthy Family had never gotten along well with the Dixon Family, the Dixon Family was still one of the Top Ten Plutocrats and not a weakling. Everyone was afraid that the Dixon Family would take revenge if they were pushed too hard.
“Please go out first. I need to make a call.” Johnny got up and washed his face before he dialed Nancy’s number.
“I already know about it. You don’t have to care about it. Just focus on today’s final.” Nancy’s cold voice came from the other side of the phone.
“Yes,” Johnny said obediently.
Good fellow. It seemed like Miss Nancy had long known about this matter. Furthermore, it was very likely that it was her who told Hades to do it.
He knew that Hades had been having his meals and drinking afternoon teas with Nancy for the past two days. Even he, the director, didn’t have that privilege.
***
The Dixon Manor.
Smash!
The intricate crystal bowl shattered into countless pieces on the marble floor. The Dixon Family’s head, Merlin, had a thunderous expression as he looked at the WeTwit interface coldly.
Next to him was a pale-looking middle-aged man, whose legs were trembling. With an equally trembling voice, he said, “H-head, Fergus is still a child. He…”
Merlin cast a cold glance at him before saying, “Shut up! You useless thing. You have raised such a good-for-nothing! You’ve shamed our family!”
Plop!
The man’s knees went weak and he knelt on the shattered crystal.
Merlin retracted his disgusted gaze from the man. He tilted his head slightly before saying, “This chap. I want him dead within three days.”
In the shadow behind him, the space distorted a bit and a low reply came from within it, “Sure.”
“Perhaps, many people have forgotten how our Dixon Family began our rise.” Merlin smirked coldly.
***
“H-he…”
Angelina, who had just washed up, saw Hades’ WeTwit and she began to look excited and worried at the same time.
The Horace incident might be a coincidence, but Hades’ WeTwit this morning was equivalent to an open declaration of war with the Dixon Family.
Offending a scary plutocrat for a stranger. Was it worth it?