"Mr. Dashiell, stop following me, I..."


    "I''m not following you. I was just leaving too. It seems like there''s only one way out from here to the exit."


    Lizetta, "..."


    His words made her feel as if she was being overly sensitive.


    Biting her lip, Lizetta quickened her pace.


    Eventually, both of them ended up in the elevator together. The presence of the man next to her was overwhelmingly strong, so Lizetta took out her phone and scrolled through Twitter for a bit. The trending topics were exploding.


    A video of Margaret chatting smugly with her friends in a private club room had gone viral.


    Following that, there was also footage of Mrs. Davis storming into the club and starting a shouting match, which was utterly captivating.


    #GloryMediaManiptingMedia


    #PlotTwistTheOtherWomanWasActuallyHim


    #PoorYnda


    #GloryMediaHeiressDeceiving ThePublic


    Did Margaret really think an apology would suffice?


    Clearly, from the start, Lizetta and Ynda had no intention of letting Margaret off easy.


    Lizetta wanted Margaret to experience the taste of being universally criticized online.


    But indeed, Glory Media held significant influence in the entertainment industry. Even with the Madden family''s support, Lizetta hadn''t anticipated the trending topics to skyrocket like this. She thought the spotlight would quickly be diverted away by Glory Media.


    Lifting her head, Lizetta caught a glimpse of Remington in the elevator mirror.


    Unexpectedly, she met his gaze.


    His eyes slightly narrowed, as if asking her what was wrong.


    After hesitating for a moment, Lizetta asked, "The trending topics..."


    Remington raised an eyebrow, "What about them?"


    He seemedpletely unaware.


    Could it be that he hadn''t interfered?


    Lizetta decided not to dwell on it and shook her head, "Nothing."


    ???;


    The Madden family was also venturing into the entertainment industry and had their own talent agency, Madden Dance, under its umbre.


    Although not asrge as Glory Media, thepany had been growing rapidly over the past few years.


    Jerome was also well aware of Ynda''s situation, and Lizetta figured it must have been his doing.


    Watching the ongoing barrage of trending topics and the apologyments flooding Ynda''s Twitter, Lizetta''s eyes softened.


    Yoli must be feeling relieved now, Lizetta thought, deciding to call Ynda.


    Ynda had been taken away by Cassius, and Lizetta was still worried.


    However, there was no answer from Ynda''s phone.


    As the elevator doors opened, Lizetta stepped out and dialed again.


    She hurried out of the club, waiting under the entrance portico for the Madden family''s security to bring the car around.


    A gust of wind blew by, and Lizetta reached to adjust her trench coat, but then the wind seemed to die down.


    Turning her head, she saw Remington silently standing a few steps away, seemingly blocking the wind for her.


    Considering her earlier misinterpretation, Lizetta said nothing and returned to her phone call.


    But her second attempt to reach


    Ynda also went unanswered set


    she


    called the bodyguard who had


    been assigned to follow Ynda.


    Surprisingly, the bodyguard''s phone was unreachable too.


    Lizetta''s worry deepened.


    With the situation escting online, she was concerned both about an unpleasant conversation between Cassius and Ynda and potential retaliation from the Miller family.


    Ynda was not safe, and she was growing anxious when Remington''s deep voice reached her.


    "Do you need me to call Cassius?"


    Lizetta, "..."This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    Ignoring him seemed increasingly difficult, yet in this moment, she realized she genuinely needed his help to make that call.