Chapter 198: If This Continues, Can You Still Reconcile?
Isabella thought about it and immediately sent a message to Carl.
Carl got the message and jumped into action right away.
He guided things in several directions:
First, Isabella didn't get help from the Brown Group, but Amelia was perfectly comfortable taking help from the Jenkins Group. Was this fair, especially since everyone knew York had been pursuing Amelia lately?
Second, Isabella just wanted a wedding.
Third, support Isabella's floral series.
After this round of arguments, public opinion online immediately shifted.
Countless people began to sympathize with Isabella.
The most-liked comment was—
"Amelia only has room to perform because she got the Jenkins Group endorsement, but Isabella is completely self-made. Whether it's the web series or the luxury villa florals, it's all Isabella's own career. What does Amelia have to compare with Isabella!"
For a while, the internet was in chaos.
Amelia watched Isabella's moves and smiled indifferently.
She knew Isabella wouldn't just sit there and take it.
In the small group chat, Soren sprang into action.
Amelia thought for a moment and sent a message—
"Protect consumers. Buying is their right, we can't morally blackmail consumers."
Soren immediately got to work.
Mainly on these points:
First, although Amelia was working with the Jenkins Group, it was a normal collaboration, obtained by winning The Sound of Heaven, which everyone saw. These designs were all prepared through Amelia's hard work, and her efforts couldn't be denied.
Second, consumers buy things based on their own preferences and shouldn't be criticized.
The Jenkins Group also issued a statement firmly protecting consumers.
......
Because many people had already bought Blue series products, having brands protect them made netizens feel a bit better.
Especially some people who were labeled as Amelia supporters just for buying these products were getting annoyed.
"I was just passing by, thought it looked nice and bought it. I don't know any Amelia or Isabella. Getting criticized for buying something, this is ridiculous."
"If you want a wedding, go have one. If others don't agree, don't you know you can go abroad and have one secretly?"
Finally, Finn stepped in.
Poor Finn, at his age, still had to record a video.
"What I'm giving both sides is very important to each of them. Losing would cost them dearly. If it wasn't absolutely necessary, neither Amelia nor Isabella would need to participate."
"This competition is all about ability."
Finn also released part of Amelia's contract.
The part about what Amelia would have to pay—she'd need to spend three times the price to buy back what she wanted.
Although Finn didn't let everyone see specifically that it was about the Martinez family's things, everyone knew that whatever could be used as stakes in this competition must be worth a fortune.
This finally calmed the online storm a bit.
Time quickly passed midnight.
The second day's voting began.
In just a moment, the vote count shot up rapidly.
Unlike yesterday's overwhelming victory for Amelia, right now Amelia and Isabella's votes were neck and neck.
......
Amelia watched all this.
Isabella still couldn't be underestimated.
Although she knew Isabella would focus on the web series, there was also this floral series.
This was also why Isabella's Floral Haven took off initially and Isabella's personal brand formed.
Though they all knew this floral series couldn't compare to others in terms of actual money-making ability.
And the requirements were also limited.
Back then, Isabella was built up by William feeding her resources.
Not many wealthy people liked to publicly show their home arrangements.
After this, who knew where Isabella's clients would come from.
Would William still give her resources?
Amelia lowered her eyes slightly. This wasn't something she should be thinking about.
What she needed to do was win each of the upcoming rounds.
Just as she was thinking, Amelia's phone vibrated.
She opened her phone and saw a message from York.
York: Don't be unhappy, look at this.
Then there was a video.
The center of the video was still Whiskers from York's house.
Now, Whiskers was lying on the sofa, four paws facing up.
On each paw was a rubber duck.
If it weren't for Whiskers' tail constantly swishing, Amelia would have thought the cat was fake.
Nearby, York was wearing casual home clothes, holding a rubber duck, and pressed it.
The duck made a sound.
Whiskers meowed, and its tail swished even more enthusiastically.
Amelia couldn't help but laugh.
Whiskers really was multi-talented.
And very perceptive.
Amelia thought for a moment and replied—"Briar would love this."
After a slight pause, she added—"I love it too."
Looking at York in his casual home clothes in the video.
Not his usual meticulous self, gentler than usual, more homey.
Just as she was thinking, her phone vibrated again.
York replied—"Yes, I love it too."
Somehow, she felt his words had a deeper meaning.
But she couldn't figure it out.
If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't think about it.
Amelia smiled and put down her phone, ready to sleep.
Having been slightly bothered by Isabella's various moves earlier, her mood was now completely calm.
She even felt like playing with a cat.
Amelia had already drifted off to sleep.
On the other side.
William was looking at things on his phone.
He'd been at Moonlight Bar all along.
Right now, sitting beside him was Harold.
Harold had also seen Isabella's livestream.
"So this is why you asked me before to lend Isabella that villa for her livestream?" Harold asked.
William nodded.
Harold let out a long sigh and took a drink.
"The more you help Isabella now, the harder it'll be for you and Amelia to make up later." Harold advised, "Do you really want to do this?"
William looked at the liquor beside him, and York's words appeared before his eyes.
"How do you know she's not the one I must have?"
William picked up his glass and took a big gulp.
"I know Isabella is getting more and more reckless in what she does." He said, looking at the ceiling light.
"But I have to help her."
"I can't let Amelia win."
If Amelia won, Grandpa would give her the Martinez family's things.
Without the Martinez family's things as leverage, she might really leave.
Without even giving him a chance to explain.
"But the way you two are now... if this continues, can you still make up?" Harold asked the key question.
William didn't know how to answer.
The lights flickered.
All different colors.
But his heart right now was gray.
He didn't know how to answer. In the end, he could only hold firm to his original answer.