Oh Fake 198

Chapter 198 

Chapter 198 

Vans relmed to his office, unlocked the safe, and carefully scanged the marriage certificate for a photo. With 

posted it to his official Tw 

Within minutes, his fiel secretary, Freys Hartley, knocked urgently. “Mr. Winifred, your acenurit has been hacked. The Cybersecurity Department is tracing the IP sod PR is mitigating the fallout. They will do everything possible to minimize damage to the company’s reputation.” 

Encircled are in his file, then glanced up, “Hacked?” 

Freya hesitated. As the sole surviving secretary from his takeover, now promoted, she knew how fiercely tann guarded his privacy. Under her watch, not a single runtor of scandal involving him had ever leaked into the public eye. 

But today, his account had been hacked, posting something about his marriage. It was like stepping directly onto his firewall 

“Your private account posted about being married ten minutes ago, and Freya hadn’t finished when another knock came at the door. 

Yann gave a slight nod, and Freya opened the door to find Joseph Cooper, head of the Cybersecurity Department, pale faced and sweating 

“You traced it already?” Freya asked, surprised at how fast Joseph had found anything 

Joseph stood there and peeked past her, voice strained. “Freya, can you come out for a second!” 

“I’m briefing Mr. Winifred. Just come in and speak. Treya was a little puzzled. 

Joseph seemed rooted to the spot. Freya opened the door fully and urged him again. Finally, he inched forward. 

Approaching the massive desk, Joseph nodded slightly and greeted, “Mr. Winifred.”” 

Vann barely looked up, continuing his work. 

“Mr. Winifred, Joseph has traced the IP address. We’ll sue the hacker into oblivion,” Freya said, glancing at Joseph to signal him to explain who the hacker was and what improvements he would make to prevent similar incidents. 

Joseph wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face contorting as he desperately signaled Freya with exaggerated winks 

“Go ahead, Joseph, Freya urged. 

Joseph shot a furtive glance at Yann, then began tilting his head sideways like a malfunctioning robot 

Freya asked dryly, “What’s wrong with your stiff neck, Joseph?” 

Joseph looked ready to implode. He cleared his throat, whispering, “Right here.” 

“What? Speak up. Where?” 

“Here: 

“Where?” 

Joseph inhaled sharply, steeling himself. “The last login IP for Mr. Winifred’s account was this office.” 

Freya’s ears bandy processed the words. She turned stiffly toward Yann. 

Yann capped his pen and closed the file. The snap made Freya and Joseph both inch, 

Joseph immediately lowered his head, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks. 

1/3 

Chapter 19k 

• Venn said Batly, “it Dakshell International’s perounts can be tucked from my office, Joseph, you can pick your desk a 

Joseph nodded ina & bobblehead, sweat dripping off his chin. 

Troya hesitated. 

Yann slid the file forward. “Have corporate repost my tweet. Confirm its validity to any press inquiries” 

Frey took the file, her heart hammering. She thought, ‘Mr. Winifred admitted it? He is married, and I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend How did I miss 

this? 

“Is this a marriage of convenience? A love match? Who is she? I need full details about her. That way, I can better handle my work properly going forward” 

Yann read her expression. “Her identity will be disclosed soon.” 

Outside the office, Freya yanked Joseph into a corner and whispered, “Swear to me. Is that photo fake?” 

Joseph glanced around and replied, “Absolutely not. Lighting, angles, and desk items all match the 

CEO’s office 

When the IP was traced back to Yann’s office, Joseph suspected the picture might be fake. After all, Yann was brilliant, handsome, and scandal–free. Suddenly announcing his marriage via an official account was just surreal 

“This is bigger than we think.” Joseph speculated boldly. “Freya, don’t tell me the person he married is actually…you?” 

Freya smacked him with the file. “Keep guessing, and I won’t let my aunt set you up on any more dates.” 

The news of the Darkshell International CEO announcing his marriage sent shockwaves across the internet. 

At first, most people assumed the account had been hacked. But when the official Darkshell International account denied the post, soon deleted the denial, and then forwarded Yann’s tweel with a congratulatory message, netizens were stunned. 

Audrey’s office was ready. Paige and Dorothy helped carry things indide. Suddenly, a phone began buzzing incessantly with notifications. 

“Check your messages first,” Audrey said, nudging the window wider to clear the new desk’s chemical smell. Along the back wall, she arranged a battalion of potted plants as natural formaldehyde filters. 

Paige gasped the second she glanced at her screen. “No way! Yalvin is sunk.” 

“It’s impossible!” Dorothy immediately pulled up the forum. 

The forum was flooded with crying emojis and wild speculation: [Since Yann posted proof of marriage, it must be legal. Calvin is done. 

Some people still held onto hope: [A fake mariage certificate online is for just a few bucks. Maybe Yann did this to keep people from chasing after him and to make Calvin feel more secure. It could be just a cover.] 

After all, they had assumed Talvin was a perfect couple. If it turned out to be fake, it would just feel too coincidental. 

Paige, fully invested, blinked back tears. 

“if it’s lake, fine. If not… Oh, poor Calvin.” 

Dorothy elbowed her hard when she noticed Audrey watching. “Ms. Henderson, we’ll fetch the rest.” 

Audrey waved them off. “Go ahead.” 

Chapter 198 

While Yann was away, Audrey had browsed through these forum posts. Honestly, if she heiin’t been Yanit’s 

She had also read some valvin fanfics. They were too immersive. The only downside was that halfway through reading, shi 

she had to climb over a wait to continue reading on the “parking lot page” 

Audrey didn’t know what “parking lot page” meant, nor had she clicked those links. The “risk detected” warnings scared her off Her many ineplaceable files. If something went wrong, there would be no way to recover them. 

Still, fudging from the comments, she guessed the content must have been extremely amazing 

Curious about the online buzz, Audrey was about to open the forums when someone knocked on the office door.