That same day, the headlines of the five most influential newspapers in Chaos City carried an apology letter signed off by a novelist named "Northwestern Lone Wolf". The letter was a clarification of the recent rumors that had been spreading around.
The apology letter also included a denunciation of Delmar Publishing House's malicious marketing and refusal to take the product down, causing a negative impact on the people involved.
Lastly, Northwestern Lone Wolf even promised that "Boss Mag's Indecent Little Wife" would be stopped indefinitely. This letter of apology would also be a notification of the book's cancellation and Delmar was advised to watch out for himself.
With "Boss Mag's Indecent Little Wife"'s popularity, the name Northwestern Lone Wolf also became very influential.
When everyone saw the apology letter, there was a fervent discussion immediately.
"The novelist is refuting all rumors! This novel is fiction. We were overthinking it."
"I knew it, Boss Mag is such an outstanding person. How could he do something like that? It's ridiculous."
"Boss Mag isn't someone like that. In that case, I… have no chance at all then?"
***
The credibility of the apology letter was very high.
It also reminded everyone that it was a joke to think of a novel as reality.
The news spread quickly to Delmar, who was drinking in a restaurant with Cyril.
"What!" the wine glass in Delmar's hand dropped to the ground. He snatched the report from his secretary's hands and looked at the apology letter printed in the headlines. His face turned white as a sheet immediately.
"What's wrong?" Cyril lifted his head from the depths of several warm embraces as he looked at Delmar curiously.
"We're done for… done for…" Delmar sat on the chair as he said with a shaking voice, "Northwestern Lone Wolf said that she's not writing anymore."
"Who is not writing? What's going on?" Cyril pushed the women on him away after noticing that Delmar did not look too good.
"Take a look for yourself. This is the author of that book. She said she's not writing that book anymore." Delmar passed him the newspaper in his hands.
Cyril received it, took a look, and said with a smile, "She's just a writer. If she doesn't write, we'll find another one. Can't we live without her?"
"We really can't do it without her." Delmar looked at Cyril with a long face. "Without her, we would be breaching the contract."
"Breach?!" Cyril's voice grew sharper. He suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly snatched the contract from his assistant. He flipped over to the page with the contract terms for a breach and his face turned pale immediately.
"Delmar, how dare you f*cking do me in?!" Cyril grabbed a wine glass and threw it right in Delmar's face.
Delmar did not manage to avoid it. He covered his nose which was bleeding profusely as he said, "Lord Cyril, you've wronged me. I… I'm a victim too."
"You signed the contract this morning, hand now breached it, and have to pay three f*cking times the contract price! How much is that? That's 60 million copper coins! You made me be your guarantor and that means I'll have to pay 30 million! You scoundrel, you're so wicked!" Cyril was hopping mad and his face blushed with fury.
He knew that the contract was written in black and white and he had signed his name. This meant that there was no way he could run.
"I didn't know that b*tch would cheat me! She told me yesterday that she would continue writing. Who knew she would stab me in the back today." Delmar was also shaking with rage. "I am going to look for her right now to write another clarification note stating that the apology letter is fake. I'll then go over to Mr. Lev and explain it to him. I think we should be able to salvage the situation."
"You'd better salvage it. Otherwise, I'll see that you will not be able to survive in Chaos City!" Cyril flipped the table and left in a fury.
Delmar quickly went downstairs to his horse-drawn carriage to head towards Cynthia's place.
There was a huge padlock on the door and the courtyard was deathly silent.
Delmar kicked the door for a while but there were no signs of movement inside at all. He leaned against the door and slid down onto the ground as his face grew pale.
He knew that he was done for.
30 million copper coins was an amount he would not be able to fork out even if he sold the company!
"Boss…" His secretary came up to him nervously.
Delmar looked at him and his eyes lit up. He said, "Help me up, we're going back to the company."
The company had just received a sum of money. In addition to the amount that he already had, that was about 5 million. On top of that, he received a 5 million banknote in the morning and that would be enough for his family for the rest of their lives.
It was just a pity that the company he slogged his whole life to establish would be gone. He initially thought that the sudden popularity of the book would become his money-making tree but he did not expect the tree to fall after just two days.
However, that's alright. He would go back to the company to retrieve his money before bringing his family alongside him to flee the city. He shall leave Cyril to bear the consequences since he was the guarantor.
Delmar's horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the publishing house. Delmar jumped down from the horse-drawn carriage and rushed to the office. In no time at all, he rushed back out with a briefcase in his hands.
However, just when he reached the horse-drawn carriage, two hands landed on his shoulders.
Delmar jumped and turned around to see two officers in uniform. His face turned pale.
"Are you Mr. Delmar? We have received a report. You are suspected of contract fraud and there is a possibility that you might flee. To ensure the security of the victim's assets, we would have to bring you back to the city lord's castle for further investigation. Please cooperate with us," said one officer.
"I was wronged, I was wronged," Delmar shouted.
The commotion outside had attracted the attention of the workers in the publishing house. They rushed out to watch what was happening at the door. When they saw their boss being nabbed by the officers from the city lord's castle, they were all stunned.
Is the control over the publishing of lewd novels so strict now?
"Bring him away." The two officers could not be bothered with Delmar's nonsense and brought him with them into the prisoner's carriage.
***
On the other side, Cyril had returned to Moreton Manor. The more he thought about it, the more flustered he got. He hid in his room and got someone to watch the door. If anyone asked, his servants were to say that he was ill and that he would not be meeting anyone.
However, that did not stop the officers with the detention order from arresting him.
"I did nothing, why are you arresting me?! This is Moreton Manor! You can't do whatever you like!" Cyril howled at the top of his lungs.
"Cyril, you're suspected of fraud with a large sum of money involved. You're now being brought back to the city lord's castle for investigation. Please cooperate with us," the leader of the officers, who took out the detention order, said.
The people in the Moreton Family had already gathered in the courtyard, discussing the situation. However, when they saw the officer holding on to the detention order, no one dared to step up. They had no idea how Cyril got himself into trouble again and it was so serious that the people from the city lord's castle had to come over to arrest him.
"Who dares to touch my son?!" A shrill voice sounded. Madam Denise walked over with a crutch in her hand and stood in front of Cyril.
"Madam Denise, please cooperate with us. Otherwise, we would have to arrest you for obstruction of justice," one officer said seriously. They did not step back just because Denise had arrived.
"I'll see if you dare!" Denise taunted.
"Bring her away!" The officer waved his hand and four officers came over.
Denise grabbed the hand of one officer while scratching his face and calling out to the servants at the side, "They're hitting me! The officers are hitting me! What are you looking at? Come and protect me and Young Master!"
The servants exchanged gazes and were not sure if they should do something. They were the officers from the city lord's castle.
"Those who dare not step forward will be expelled from the Moreton Family!" Denise threatened.
The servants had no choice but to go over.
"Who dares?!"
An angry shout thundered around the courtyard.
There was a sudden silence and everyone moved away to make a path.
Jeffree walked over and looked at Cyril and Denise coldly.
"Father, save me!"Cyril said in a fluster, "They are arresting me for no reason. I was wronged…"
Smack!
A loud slap echoed around and Cyril's cheek swelled up immediately.
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