After instructing Meta, Amelia then contacted a media worker she knew well.
“Rutledge, I’ve got a big story on my hands, do you want it?”
The other end replied quickly.
“Reveal the direction, depending on the pricing.”
This was an old rule, depending on how much money the story would generate for the media, and Amelia was familiar with this from her previous contacts with newspapers and magazines that were trying to use public opinion to destroy Blanca Roach.
“It still has to do with Blanca Roach, Matthew Grant’s wife, and I promise you, the content is absolutely powerful.”
Rutledge, sitting in his swivel chair, held his pen, his eyes lingered on the name for a moment, the corners of his mouth curved up as his long fingers tapped a few words on the keyboard and sent it over.
“100, 000.”
“Deal.”
Photo after photo was then sent to Rutledge’s computer.
He stared at the softly smiling woman in the photo for a long time, and recognized the man sitting across from her as Paddy.
Both men had been in the headlines for a while.
Rutledge wondered what excuse the woman could use to get out of this one.
This wasn’t the first time he’d received blackmail from this woman.
Blanca Roach.
He twitched his lips wordlessly.
I wonder if she’s really innocent, or if her methods are too powerful.
The gossip of Empire Group’s president’s wife is probably the only one in the whole of S City that his Steve Entertainment Company dares to send.
Steve Entertainment Company’s headquarters is abroad, and Rutledge, as the person in charge of Jia Lin, can be said to have the same power in the media world as Empire Group has in the business world.
Matthew Grant’s hands are too long to reach the headquarters of Steve Entertainment Company, which is why Amelia dared to send these things to Rutledge.
If she had sent them to other newspapers, they would have reported them to Empire Group’s public relations department and turned her in because of Empire Group’s power.
Rutledge was quick to credit Amelia’s account with $100, 000, which was really worth the price.
Amelia saw the text message from the bank with an imperative smile on her face.
See, she can still earn money even if she doesn’t work under Blanca Roach, although the money is obtained through such means, but so what.
If it weren’t for Blanca Roach, she wouldn’t be out of work at all, so it’s not too much to squeeze this small amount of money out of her.
“Amelia, I’ve sent the message, President Grant will definitely see it, what should we do next?”
Meta looked like she was watching a good show, maybe she should go and fix her makeup now, she might be able to see her when President Grant comes, she wants to make a good impression on President Grant.
Amelia fiddled with her nails and sneered.
“Just sit here and wait for the good show.”
The light in the five-star restaurant was very soft and the distance between each table was wide, invariably providing cover for both Meta.
Blanca Roach didn’t notice anything unusual in the distance, ordered her food and prepared to send a text message to Matthew Grant.
Before she could finish editing, she heard Paddy say.
“Is that a message with Matthew Grant?”
Paddy said that, instead, Blanca Roach was embarrassed to come out to dinner with Paddy’s brother and still be absent-minded, no sincerity at all.
So she put the phone on silent and said apologetically.
“Sorry brother Paddy, I just want to talk to him, I won’t have dinner with him tonight.”
Paddy looked down and smiled.
“Does he control you so tightly? If I were your husband, I’d give you enough privacy not to come out for dinner with friends and have to say hello to him.”
Blanca Roach frowned, that sounded like something was wrong.
She wanted to open her mouth to explain that it wasn’t like that, she had just made an appointment with Matthew at the very beginning to come out to dinner together and Matthew would worry about himself if he couldn’t find her.
“No la …”
“That’s not for you to bother with, I Matthew Grant’s wife, of course I have the right to choose who to have dinner with.”
“As for that if you say, I’m afraid it will never happen.”