Chapter 427: Have a Way to Deal With Her

“Sir, Centaurion Tower, please,” Madelyn told the taxi driver after settling in.

“Madelyn, where are you going?” Jillian asked, her expression puzzled.

Madelyn chuckled. “Just wait. You’ll find out soon enough.”

She then took out her phone and typed a message: Meet me at Centaurion Tower in ten minutes. She sent it to Cheryl.

Ten minutes later, Madelyn and Jillian exited the taxi at the Centaurion Tower plaza. A black car pulled up, and Cheryl emerged.

“Ms. Thornton,” Cheryl said, approaching Madelyn. Noticing Jillian, she asked, “Who is this?”

“This is my best friend, Jillian Lynch. I brought her for company,” Madelyn chuckled. “But I must say, you’re quite fast.”

“But of course,” Cheryl replied, then sighed. “Janessa has stripped me of my position at the company. I have nothing to do, and my father is unconscious in the hospital. My mother and I are powerless against Janessa; she’s incredibly smug.”

Cheryl seethed at the thought of Janessa’s triumph, feeling helpless to counter her.

Madelyn smiled calmly. “Don’t worry. She won’t be smug for long. I have a way to deal with her.”

“What is it?” Cheryl and Jillian both stared intently at Madelyn.

Madelyn flashed a bright smile, tapping each of their foreheads. “Follow me, and you’ll know.”

Madelyn led them into the tallest building in Centaurion Tower. She had last visited half a year ago, seeking Ivy’s help to prove Jillian’s innocence—and now needed her assistance again. Ivy was the chief editor of City Express News, Yadiel’s sister, and a childhood friend.

Chapter 477: Have a Way to Deal With Her

News reports in reputable media outlets generally undergo verification. A published work's dissemination is significantly broader than that of, say, a word-of-mouth account.

Madelyn quickly located the media agency and found Ivy. She was as alluring as ever, though this time her curls were styled differently. Having removed her professional suit, her white form-fitting dress highlighted her figure. Even in her ten-centimeter heels, she moved with ease.

“It’s been a while, Madelyn,” Ivy said, hugging her.

“It’s been a while, beautiful Ivy. I’m here to bother you again,” Madelyn said with a hearty laugh.

Ivy laughed, waving a hand nonchalantly. “Don’t say that. What is it? But who are the two ladies behind you?”

Ivy looked at Jillian and Cheryl.

Madelyn chuckled. “They’re my friends. I’ll introduce you later. For now, shall we find a place to sit and talk?”

“Sure thing,” Ivy agreed. The four women left together, their striking beauty drawing admiring glances.

They found a coffee shop and sat down.

“With us all here, we have enough for a poker game, huh?” Ivy began, breaking the initial silence with a lighthearted remark.

The others laughed, easing the tension. Madelyn introduced them before getting down to business.

“Ivy, working in media, you must be aware of the buzz surrounding the Sherritt family lately, right?” Madelyn asked.

“Of course,” Ivy smiled and nodded. “Didn’t Janessa claim to be an up-and-comer? I was amused.”

Madelyn laughed. “You’re truly brilliant.” Then she said, “To be honest, she’s my enemy—no, more accurately, our shared enemy.”

“That’s right,” Cheryl confirmed.

Jillian, though silent, clearly remembered Janessa’s past malice.

Madelyn declared, “Ivy, I want you to help bring her down!”

Ivy looked puzzled. “How? I’m a chief editor, versed in journalism. If you’re asking me to join a revenge squad, I’m not interested.”

Madelyn burst into laughter. “What revenge squad? I just need you to help report some news. Janessa may seem respectable, but she’s committed countless wrongdoings. We need your help exposing her.”

“Oh, I see,” Ivy said, relieved. She readily agreed. “Sure. What’s the scoop? Tell me, and I’ll see if I can help.”

“Okay! You can definitely help!” Madelyn nodded happily. She turned to Cheryl. “Cheryl, tell us about your father’s situation.”

Cheryl recounted everything, leaving nothing out. Ivy was shocked.

“In other words, Janessa harmed your father and forged a fake will to seize his assets?”

“That’s correct,” Cheryl affirmed.

“This is serious. Do you have any evidence?” Ivy asked urgently.

Cheryl sighed. “If I had evidence, I wouldn’t be in this situation.”

Madelyn understood but offered comfort. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you.”