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    Aplices? It seemed they were, at least for now.


    Briley grabbed the phone beside her and fired off a swiftmand.


    “Increase exposure. Bring in additional press coverage. I want the story of me rescuing my cousin-inw to flood every tform online.”


    The following day, a glossy ck vehicle glided to a halt in front of Wall Group’s main building.


    A crowd of buzzing journalists had already assembled, clearly anticipating a statement.


    From inside the car, Sadie peered through the window, her expression tightening.


    “Take the basement route,” she instructed calmly.


    The driver redirected smoothly, steering the car away from the front entrance. Upstairs, the chairwoman’s office basked in warm morning light. Sadie had barely taken her seat when the office door swung open. ine stumbled in, looking worn-out and sleep-deprived.


    “Sadie!” he groaned, copsing onto the couch.


    “My goodness,st night was insane. I got hounded by calls nonstop!” He rubbed his forehead, clearly overwhelmed.


    After a pause, he continued, “By the way, how’s Briley?”


    Lifting her cup, Sadie took a measured sip before replying evenly, “She’s fine. Nothing major.”


    ine exhaled in relief, pressing a hand to his chest. “Thank goodness. If she had died, the press would’ve gone wild. I even saw posts suggesting she should start a showbiz career.” He shook his head, half amazed, half annoyed.


    Then, as if remembering something, he sat up straighter.


    “Also—the banquetst night? Total disaster. Patrick and Hailey didn’t look pleased. Patrick left on his own, and I had to get Hailey a separate ride.” Sadie’s fingers paused slightly on her coffee cup. Her brow furrowed. The chaos had clearly disrupted the evening’s objective—and left the Burgess Group delegation disgruntled.


    Both in terms of business and diplomacy, it needed smoothing over.


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    “Got it. Have someone assemble a few gifts. I’ll deliver them myself when time allows.”


    ine nodded. “Understood.”


    He gave Sadie a thoughtful nce, inwardly impressed.


    Even after everything, she remainedposed and precise—never losing her grip on the situation.


    Once he exited, stillness returned to the room.


    Sadie walked toward the tall windows and gazed out at the crowd of reporters still lingering.


    The sunlight was sharp, casting the mass of people as tiny, stubborn shadows.


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