Chapter 291 I'm Going to Skin Elizabeth Alive
The highest management of the Planning Department, Kai Smith, nervously picked up the phone and woke up Gavin, who was sound asleep.
Half-awake, Gavin listened to Kai's account and was instantly wide awake.
Kai asked, "What does Mr. Windsor mean? He sent us these extremely private photos. Does he want us to use them for publicity? Mr. Windsor is known to be ruthless to his enemies and competitors, but is he this ruthless to himself too?"
This question made Gavin laugh, "Hmm, you don't understand Mr. Windsor. He is not just a ruthless character but also a hopeless romantic."
Kai was stunned. He dug into his ears, feeling like they were blocked and he hadn't heard clearly.
"Yes, Mr. Windsor is a hopeless romantic," Gavin added.
Kai was silent.
Not just him, but everyone in the Windsor Group, tens of thousands of people, knew that Alexander never got close to women. He was considered to have no desires. But Gavin said he was a hopeless romantic?
"According to Mr. Windsor's instructions, use the Windsor Group's PR account to post the photos of Mr. Windsor and Mrs. Windsor," Gavin said calmly.
Kai stammered, "Gavin, really? The Windsor Group's official account is usually reserved for major events, like announcing the next heir or a new executive with a million-dollar salary, or..."
"What could be more important than the head of the Windsor Group, Mr. Windsor, getting married and having a daughter?"
"Mr. Windsor is getting married?"
"He's already married! So, announce it to the world!"
Kai was silent. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Gavin in a tone of surprise and disbelief, "Gavin, what kind of words should we use for this official Twitter post? Serious, or...?"
"Warm, romantic, and sweet!"
"Got it!"
This night was destined to be a sleepless one.
In the middle of the night, when there were rarely any promotional activities, the official Twitter of Sunwillow City's largest company, the Windsor Group, became active.
The official Twitter post wasn't about the company's usual dry promotions.
Instead, it was a photo of a man and a woman.
The first photo showed the back of a man, holding a woman who wasn't wearing clothes, but her face was visible. During the day, the people of Sunwillow City had become very familiar with that face; it was Elizabeth's face.
The second photo showed a different angle, this time revealing the man's profile.
That profile couldn't be described as beautiful, as beauty was often used to describe women. The man's profile was angular, with a perfect balance that made it look like a masterpiece crafted by God.
Within a minute of the profile photo being posted, despite it being the middle of the night, the comments under the official Twitter post were already numerous.
Who would have thought so many people were still awake?
[Isn't this the photo of Elizabeth that was criticized all day? Looks like this man is going public to protect his wife.]
[No, this photo was posted on the Windsor Group's official Twitter. This man is... Oh my God, did I guess the truth? I don't dare to say it.]
[Did you just wake up? I know what you're guessing. What you're guessing was already confirmed this afternoon with overwhelming news. Didn't you see it?]
[This afternoon, I witnessed how Mr. Windsor loves his wife online. At this moment, I see that Mr. Windsor is very romantic.]
[Could it really be Mr. Windsor?]
[You should check this afternoon's news first.]
As the comments quickly increased, the Windsor Group's official Twitter posted a second tweet.
This time, several photos were posted, and Alexander's full face was finally shown.
Under warm lighting, Alexander slightly lowered his head, looking peacefully and gently at the sleeping Elizabeth in his arms. Elizabeth was curled up in his embrace, sleeping deeply and quietly.
This tweet from the Windsor Group's Planning Department was a hundred times more explosive than the trending topics created by numerous reporters and small media companies during the day. It almost caused a sensation in Sunwillow City.
At the same time, almost all the women in Sunwillow City were staring at these photos.
[I'm so jealous. If I could meet a man like Alexander in my lifetime, I'd be willing to live ten years less.]
[Elizabeth in his arms is so lucky. If I were loved by a man like Alexander, I'd be willing to live twenty years less!]
[A man like Alexander, who loves his wife so much, is rare in this world.]
[Those people, those reports, those journalists this morning, were they blind? Elizabeth was clearly being held by her husband, who is the president of the Windsor Group! Let's see what those people do now. Serves them right!]
[That's pure jealousy. Jealousy makes people lose their reason and judgment.]
[I wish I could be held like that and I could have the treatment of Mrs. Windsor. Just for a minute, I'd be satisfied.]
[Although I'm not the person involved, I want to fantasize about it. Fantasizing is sweet too. This is the most dramatic scene I've ever seen. They insulted Elizabeth all morning, but she used the most powerful photos to embarrass them! So satisfying!]
In the middle of the night, Twitter's servers were almost crashing. The two tweets were already burning hot.
That night, the entire internet was destined to be sleepless. Some people were happy and relieved for Elizabeth, while others were going crazy seeing this scene.
Clara was one of those going crazy.
In the middle of the night, she had pulled out several clumps of her own hair. Sitting in the hospital room, Clara picked up her phone and dialed a number, screaming at her parents, "What's going on with the Twitter? What's going on!"
From the hospital bed, Declan weakly called out, "Clara..."
Clara screamed like a madwoman, "I want to skin Elizabeth alive!"
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