251. Chapter 251: Transferred Out of Vought! Godolkin University Vice Principal!
He slightly tilted his head towards Homelander, smiling. "It is a bit of a coincidence, but we have no choice, do we?"
Homelander's face was cold. He looked at the phone on the table and didn't speak.
In a daze, he seemed to see Stormfront appear before him, reaching out to stroke his cheek and whispering, "Darling, I have always deeply loved you, there is no doubt about that."
"I..." Homelander was about to speak, but found Stormfront's features beginning to twist.
"Come, fall into my arms, baby." Madelyn Stillwell gently lifted her top. The maternal aura she exuded deeply attracted Homelander.
Homelander unconsciously stepped forward a few steps.
"Homelander! You hypocritical deceiver! You heinous executioner!"
"Homelander! You don't deserve to be a Superhero at all!"
"Get lost, Homelander!"
"..."
Countless noisy curses flooded into his brain one after another. A red light quietly appeared in Homelander's eyes.
"Baby, regarding Ryan, I'm truly sorry, I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you." Madelyn Stillwell said apologetically.
"Come, push harder, we can definitely create a superior race. This is your destiny, and also your mission."
Stormfront looked at Homelander with pleading eyes.
"Shit! You've been acting this whole time, using me as a tool! To hell with destiny! To hell with your deceit!" Homelander roared furiously.
"Homelander!"
Stan Edgar, sitting in the main seat, frowned and lightly called out.
At this moment, Homelander, who had come back to his senses, looked around somewhat blankly. He saw that the faces of the heads of the Publicity Department and several other departments were filled with fear and panic.
It was the first time they had seen Homelander on the verge of losing control. A sense of fear originating from death itself tightly enveloped them, making it difficult for them to breathe.
"Sorry, I was a bit lost in thought just now."
Homelander's scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal. He took a deep breath and sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his brain.
"Mr. Jervis is right, we have no choice."
"Okay, I will immediately send someone to spread these photos as quickly as possible." The Publicity Department Head quickly agreed.
"Wait."
Xia Shang suddenly interrupted him.
"Don't rush yet. Let the bullet fly for a while longer. Once the public's anger is stirred up, they will spontaneously spread this matter. When the impact is maximized, then release the photos. This will cause Homelander's reputation to completely reverse. By then, Homelander will not only not be seen as a deranged Murderer, but will even be praised by them as America's true anti-Nazi hero." Xia Shang said with a smile.
"However, during this period, Homelander should preferably not pay attention to outside rumors. If an accident occurs, it could cause all this effort to be in vain."
"Well said." Taking off his glasses, Stan Edgar met Xia Shang's gaze.
"But I must add something. Stormfront is a Vought Superhero after all. For such a big scandal, someone must take responsibility." Stan Edgar's meaning was clear: he wanted to find a Scapegoat.
As Stan Edgar finished speaking, the heads of the several departments present almost simultaneously lowered their heads. Some examined the pen in their hands as if looking for patterns on it, some picked up a pen and frantically wrote in a record book, not knowing what they were writing, and others simply stared at their pants as if checking if the zipper was pulled up.
After Stan Edgar's gaze swept over everyone, it finally landed on Xia Shang.
"Their weight is not enough to take responsibility for this matter. It seems this heavy burden can only be entrusted to you, Mr. Jervis." Stan Edgar interlaced his fingers on the table and leaned back slightly. "I understand this decision is unfair, but I still hope you can consider Vought International. You may need to temporarily leave Vought. I will arrange for you to serve as Vice Principal at Godolkin University. That is the cradle of Superheroes and the base upon which Vought relies for survival."
"Once this matter is gradually forgotten, Vought welcomes you back. By then, perhaps I will have retired. I will hand your information over to the Board of Directors. You should understand what I mean."
What! The several department heads looked up in unison, staring at Stan Edgar in disbelief.
Stan Edgar's words were equivalent to directly appointing Mr. Jervis as the next Vought President.
Taking the Scapegoat role would allow him to become Vought President.
This deal was quite a bargain no matter how you looked at it. At this moment, they were green with regret. If they had known, they should have actively applied to be the Scapegoat, but now it was too late.
"Then I'll congratulate Mr. Jervis in advance." The Publicity Department Head said sourly.
Compared to the envy on their faces, Xia Shang, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. He was long immune to the grand promises Stan Edgar painted. Stan Edgar's actions clearly aimed to kick him out of Vought. However, he was indeed somewhat interested in Godolkin University. All the students there were Supes, and perhaps some possessed the superpowers he desired.
Half a minute later, Xia Shang nodded as if he had finished thinking. "I agree to your arrangement."
Seeing this, Stan Edgar revealed a satisfied smile.
"I will arrange for you to go as soon as possible. When the time comes, the Principal of Godolkin University, Ms. Indira Shetty, will come to pick you up."
After the meeting ended, Stan Edgar kept Ashley Barrett behind alone. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and thought for a while.
It wasn't until the time it took to drink a cup of coffee that he slowly opened his eyes.
"Ever since Madelyn Stillwell died, I have entrusted some business to you to manage, including Godolkin University. Facts prove that you have the ability and are loyal enough to Vought. I think it's time to adjust your position." From beginning to end, Stan Edgar had never trusted Xia Shang. The business he handed over to him was only some insignificant small matters.
"Mr. Stan Edgar..."
Ashley Barrett excitedly covered her mouth. Her mood at this moment was like winning the jackpot of the United States Powerball.
"Sorry, I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you. I must swear to God that I will execute all instructions you give without hesitation."
"I never doubt your loyalty to Vought, girl. This is the reward you deserve." Stan Edgar smiled.
After Ashley Barrett walked out of the Meeting Room, her brain was still dizzy, as if every step was on cotton, giving her an extremely unreal feeling.
"Indira." Stan Edgar stood in front of the giant floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the buildings under the sunlight outside while placing his phone to his ear.
"I need you to do something for me."
(End of Chapter)