Chapter 79: The Counterattack Begins, Third Live Broadcast
The message Jeffrey brought was: "Basically, we can take control anytime and kick people out, but I thought I should let you know first."
Amelia smiled: "Perfect timing."
When she had sent Mia to get the recording from Cordelia earlier, Amelia already had a plan in mind, but this time the situation was even better than she'd imagined.
Jeffrey had sorted out the internal issues at the Adams Group.
It seemed the last charity gala had worked out pretty well.
So she made a slight adjustment and said to everyone present: "Jeffrey, you told me before that Isabella has a really good marketing team, so we have to make this count."
Jeffrey nodded.
Soren understood this aspect well too. He used to have feelings for Isabella, but now that he knew her true colors, everything suddenly made sense.
Thinking about this, Amelia said: "The day after tomorrow is the third live broadcast of 'Voice of Heaven.' Let me share my thoughts first, and you can all give your input. I'm planning to do this in several steps. First..."
...
The day before the live broadcast, many things happened.
The first was that the #YesterdayOnceMoreLiveAudioQuality# topic, which had been quiet online for a while, quietly started trending again.
A user named Soren uploaded a video.
He said it was audio from the actual event.
But it was secretly recorded, shot from within the crowd without capturing anyone clearly, and the voices weren't clear either. This was the unusable one Soren had gotten from a group member before.
People flocked to watch it.
Isabella's team noticed too. Carl looked at the video and told Isabella: "Don't worry, after all this time they only found this thing. It's useless."
Isabella sneered: "Let them know what we're capable of!"
"Got it," Carl said.
So a bunch of people flooded that hashtag topic.
Soren recorded every move, looking satisfied.
This was their first step.
The goals were:
One, to wrap up the previous matter and make Isabella's side let their guard down.
Two, to leave evidence of them manipulating public opinion, preparing for the real turnaround.
The second thing was that Isabella had already arranged with Zaid to plant some of her people among the live audience.
"What for?" Zaid asked. "Let me tell you, Jeffrey is useless. Even without his grandfather's influence, he has no ability to do anything. I have complete control."
Isabella didn't want to listen and said impatiently: "I need it, just give it to me."
"Don't get you. Off-site voting counts for a lot. As the competition goes on, Lika won't make it to the finals anyway. What are you worried about?" Zaid didn't understand.
"Just give it to me," Isabella said, too lazy to explain.
The bite mark incident had made Isabella feel a slight sense of crisis.
Although she believed she had William completely under control, Amelia was still a major threat that needed to be eliminated as soon as possible.
So she needed to quickly bring Lika into her camp.
Since the previous bribery didn't work, she'd use threats.
As long as she had leverage over Lika with the final outcome, Lika wouldn't dare disobey her orders, at least not in the near future.
Besides, this Lika had never taken her seriously and was way too arrogant.
She wasn't someone to be pushed around. She couldn't swallow this insult - she had to make Lika bow down!
The third thing was that Otis planned to go out the next day, but got a last-minute notice from York.
Telling him to come along to watch the third live broadcast of "Voice of Heaven."
"What?" Otis was completely confused.
Last time he wanted to go was because the charity gala made him curious about this person Lika, but after going to watch, that curiosity had worn off.
But why did York want him to go again?
"York, you didn't fall for her, did you?" Otis asked strangely. "But isn't she Jeffrey's person?"
York shook his head: "No, I just think this person is very strange and might be helpful to our current plans."
Only then did Otis take it seriously and nodded.
At this moment, William stood in the top-floor CEO office of the Brown Group building, calmly watching the fast-moving clouds outside the window, thinking about who knows what.
...
Time flew by quickly.
The weather in late April was gradually getting warmer.
On the 20th day of Amelia and William's divorce cooling-off period, the third live broadcast of "Voice of Heaven" arrived.
There had originally been 12 contestants. Three were eliminated in the second live broadcast, with one revived, so now there were 10 contestants in this round.
Of these 10 contestants, 5 would be directly eliminated this time, with only one revival spot among the eliminated 5.
Amelia, as usual, put on her mask and made final adjustments in the van before arriving at the backstage of "Voice of Heaven."
At the same time, Mia and Soren were also ready. Even Hawk, who usually didn't pay attention to entertainment news, glanced at it while passing through the living room.
"Isabella, that person is here again. It's the third time now. How should we handle it?" someone asked Isabella.
The person they mentioned was the one who kept trying to ask Isabella questions.
"Same as before, detain him first, we'll deal with it after it's over," Isabella instructed.
"Yes." The person went to handle it.
When Amelia entered backstage, she happened to see Isabella dismissing someone.
The other person looked up and saw her too.
Then Amelia watched as Isabella walked toward her.
"Third round, how's your preparation going?" Isabella asked with a smile. "Your health should be much better now, right? I heard you've been practicing with people from Cecil's team recently."
Amelia smiled without saying anything.
Amelia had specifically told Jeffrey that they should wait until she went on stage before taking control of Zaid's people, so Zaid still didn't know anything yet.
Amelia didn't know if there was any connection between Zaid and Isabella.
But she didn't need to say much to Isabella anyway.
"Let's chat," Isabella said, pointing to the staff corridor over there. "There are no cameras there."
Amelia didn't really want to chat with her.
"It's about the live broadcast," Isabella's voice came from behind. "You know what I mean."
Amelia didn't know if Isabella had discovered that Jeffrey had already taken control of the situation. After thinking about it, she agreed to chat.
The two walked together toward the staff corridor.
At the same time, in a certain small dark room.
"Quick, quick, Isabella and Lika are going to the staff corridor again!" someone staring intently at the screen immediately called the other two over.
"I feel like they're going to say something again!" that person said, and the other two gathered around.
The leader among them rubbed his hands: "Wonder if it'll be another big scoop!"