Mag-log inMartin no longer carried out any public relations actions after Edward personally told him about the situation. Even the public relations department of the Arnoult Group completely stopped interfering in the matter, because the order had been issued directly under Ellena’s name.As a result, the storm that had been brewing online quickly grew out of control.For a period of time, Edward was pushed straight to the center of public opinion.The Internet was filled with voices discussing him.Every social media platform seemed flooded with comments related to him. New posts appeared every minute. Countless discussions emerged one after another. Some people analyzed his past actions. Others speculated about his current situation. Many had no understanding of the truth at all, yet they still participated enthusiastically, treating the matter as a source of entertainment.Many people joined in simply to watch the excitement. Those who had once not even dared to stand in front of Edward were
Edward looked at Ellena with an expressionless face. His gaze was calm and cold, without the slightest ripple of emotion. There was no anger, no joy, and no impatience in his eyes. It was as if her sharp words had never reached him at all.Ellena raised her head as well and met his gaze directly.She did not retreat.Her eyes were equally steady, equally stubborn. She refused to show weakness, refused to look away first. The air between them grew heavy, as if an invisible force was pressing down on the room.“Ellena,” Martin suddenly spoke, his voice tense.A thin layer of cold sweat had already formed on his back.Among everyone Martin knew, Ellena was the only person who dared to scold Edward like this. No one else would ever dare to speak to Edward in such a tone.No.It was not that others did not want to. It was that no one dared.The two of them continued to look at each other in silence. Seconds passed slowly, stretching endlessly. Finally, it was Edward who looked away first.H
Ellena heard Chloe’s words and could not help but smile faintly. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly, though the heaviness in her heart did not completely fade.After she sat down, Martin handed the menu over to her with one hand. “Please order,” he said, his tone polite but his eyes still carrying traces of lingering irritation from earlier.Ellena took the menu, but she did not open it immediately. Her fingers paused against the smooth cover, and her expression slowly became complicated. After a brief silence, she said quietly, “I saw Edward.”The moment those words left her mouth, Martin’s posture changed.He immediately sat up straight, his eyes widening as he leaned forward. “Where is he?” he asked, his voice rising uncontrollably.Because he was too agitated, the movement was abrupt. The chair beneath him scraped harshly against the floor, producing an ear piercing sound that echoed briefly in the private room.Ellena glanced at him and continued calmly, “He came to see
In the conference room, all the important public relations staff were present. Everyone sat upright, their expressions serious, as if they already sensed that this meeting was not an ordinary one. The atmosphere was tense and quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing and the soft hum of the air conditioner filling the space.After Ellenatook her seat at the head of the table, she slowly looked around at everyone present. Her gaze was calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure that made people subconsciously straighten their backs.“Do you know why I called an emergency meeting?” she asked.Her voice was steady, without any obvious emotion, but it was precisely this calmness that made the room feel even more solemn.Paulhad always been meticulous in his work. After he informed the public relations department that the meeting was going to be held, he had already vaguely guessed the reason. He had briefly browsed the news related
Paulglanced at Ellenaand did not say anything else. He picked up the thick stack of documents from the desk, held them firmly in his arms, and turned around to leave. His footsteps were steady, and the door closed quietly behind him.The office returned to silence.Ellenasat alone in front of the desk. Her gaze lingered on the documents for a moment before she slowly reached out and took out Edward’s pen from the drawer. The pen rested in her palm, cool and familiar, as if it carried memories that refused to fade.She had received many pens like this when she was young. Back then, they were nothing more than ordinary writing tools, casually given and easily forgotten. She never imagined that one particular pen would quietly bind her fate to someone else. It became the beginning of everything, the invisible thread that tied her life to Edward’s.She lowered her eyes, staring at the pen, her fingers unconsciously tightening aro
Ellena closed the door softly behind her and returned to her room.The click of the latch echoed faintly in the quiet corridor, sounding much louder than it should have. She paused for a moment, standing still, as if listening for something like footsteps, a voice, or even her own heartbeat. Nothing followed. The villa was silent, calm to the point of oppression.As if remembering something all of a sudden, Ellena walked toward the window. She pushed the curtain aside and looked out.The floor she lived on was high, and night had already fallen. The lights of the city below were scattered like distant stars, blurred and indistinct. Cars moved silently far below, their headlights forming thin, flowing lines. No matter how hard she tried to focus, she could not see anything clearly, nor could she find what she was subconsciously looking for.After a while, Ellena closed the window and let the curtain fall back into place.She returned to her bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling. Sle
It was late at night. After Ellena left, Edward stayed in the study room and did not go out. The document in front of him did not turn another page. Ellena was very determined. He believed that she could really think of a way to win this lawsuit. Even if she could not think of a way, he could help h
During dinner time, there were a lot of people eating in the Sea Horizon Club. Ellena originally wanted to find a private room, but all the rooms were already full. She could ask Martin to help her get a room, but there was no need, and it would be too much trouble. The table by the window did not h
Vincent opened the window to air the room. Ellena quickly ran to the window to breathe in some fresh air. The room had not been occupied for a long time. It had a very unpleasant smell. "My study is over there. You can go there and get the materials that we need later." Vincent pointed in a directio
Vincent drank the juice and said, "You look so pretty when smiling. You should smile more often. . . Oh!!!” "What the hell is this?" Vincent had only taken a small sip of the juice when his eyes widened. "Didn’t I say I wanted juice of sweet fruit? It’s sour!” Ellena was still expressionless when sh







