Chapter 496

The Lowell family living room was eerily silent.

Victoria Lowell watched her eldest son slumping on the sofa, tears streaming down her face.

"Maybe... we should go to Sophia?"

Her words dropped like a stone into still water.

William and Nathan looked up simultaneously, a flicker of hope in their eyes.

But it vanished just as quickly.

William massaged his temples. "Mom, Sophia won't interfere with these matters."

Nathan tugged at his tie irritably. "Our priority is solving the immediate crisis."

At Lowell Group headquarters, the PR manager rushed in, sweating profusely.

"Mr. Lowell, our official account's comments section is exploding!"

The computer screen flooded with accusatory questions.

"Is Dr. Quincy really sick?"

"Did Sophia Laurent sabotage this?"

"What exactly did Emily steal?"

Nathan slammed his fist on the desk. "Don't these internet trolls have anything better to do?"

William rose slowly, his gaze icy.

"If they want the truth, let's give it to them."

Thirty minutes later, Lowell Group's official account posted:

"Investigation confirms Emily Lowell stole Dr. Quincy's research and delivered it to Cunningham Group."

The post detonated across social media.

Within minutes, the top three trending topics were:

"Emily Lowell Theft Scandal"

"Cunningham Group Corporate Espionage"

"Emily Lowell & Ryan Cunningham"

Comments poured in like a tidal wave.

"OMG! Has Emily lost her mind?"

"The Lowells treated her so well, and this is how she repays them?"

"Cunningham Group is finished!"

At Cunningham Group headquarters, Ryan Cunningham stared at his screen, face dark with rage.

"Those Lowell idiots!"

He hurled his coffee cup against the wall.

They could have shared the research profits. Now everything was ruined.

His secretary hovered nervously by the door. "Mr. Cunningham, our stock is plummeting..."

Ryan's eyes turned venomous. "Get William Lowell on the phone."

Meanwhile, the three Lowell brothers stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the city lights.

Daniel asked quietly, "William, what's our next move?"

A cold smile curled William's lips. "Let's watch the Cunninghams burn."