Bab 542: 542. This strategy of sowing discord is indeed not bad_1

Inside the car, Greenhill Ainley looked at Elly Campbell's stern profile and thought about the words she had just said. He felt relieved, but at the same time, he couldn't help but worry.

"CEO Campbell, you openly used President Jones to suppress them in front of so many people today. If this gets out, won't it upset President Jones?"

Greenhill's words made Elly abruptly freeze. When she had brought up Adam Jones to get rid of those people and leave, she hadn't considered whether Adam would be angry about it.

At that moment, when those on the internet were calling her Adam Jones's mistress, she had felt a surge of petulance and readily assumed the role of his mistress.

Now that Mr. Ainley had reminded her, she realized the implications.

If this were to spread online, both she and Adam Jones would be viciously slandered.

Elly's eyebrows knit together almost imperceptibly. After a moment, she said, "When he comes back, I'll explain everything to him. Don't worry."