Chapter 022 Mr. Romantic

~Gerald~

Hundreds of comments poured in when I opened the comment section. People were pretty quick to put two and two together. One comment read, “Mr. Minimum is Max Smith, right? That guy’s surely a dumbass!”

“Ugh! What a sleazy bastard! I never liked him,” another wrote.

I smiled with satisfaction. "Let's see how you are going to wriggle your way out of the people's court now, Max Smith."

Cancel culture was no joke in today's world, so I was fairly confident that this uproar would ruffle Max's feathers even though he was well-rooted in the business world. With the public on his ass, attacking my Rosie should be the last thing on his mind.

Thinking of how stressed Rosemary had been since her ex and twin sister began to stick out like sore thumbs, I began to type a text to Elvis, inquiring about the company purchase.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Rosemary.

"Hey..." I drawled, my lips stretching into a smile.

A puff came from the other end. "How could they? How could they close the