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Third mate Luca said to the Queen, running his hand through his slick black hair irritatedly. "What's the matter, Queen? Why are you calling all of us here? Speak quickly what you have to say." The fourth mate Eric said irritatedly. The Queen looked at her four mates carefully. The smell of their arousal was not hidden from her. Nor were the tents hidden in their underwear. They are not ashamed of their visible bodies. And it doesn't matter to them what the Queen will think about them if she saw that. "Okay. I have two big pieces of news for you guys. The first news is the council has asked me to step down from my Luna title. So I left my Luna title." Queen calmly told the first news to them

Yesterday, Regina and Priscilla had just made up. Today, it was revealed that Priscilla was sleeping with a director for her role in the new TV series. The public was all confused. Who the hell was this Priscilla? Why was there so much news about her? Curious people began searching for news about her. Priscilla did not open her account as an actress. Her previous account, which was created for her job in the PR Department, still had the title of President of Big Hit Entertainment and Manager of the Public Relations Department at Anderson International.

If you serve a person in a high position, you could be considered one of the high-ranked omegas, depending on the person that you serve. I left the room with a smile on my face when I finally formulated a plan to keep this wedding going. I chuckled as I felt proud of myself for being so smart. Why didn’t I think of this sooner? Right now, I’m on my way to ask Elder Luna Victoria to send another invitation on the same date. This time it won’t be a wedding. It’s going to be just a simple engagement party.

She set the food before him and sat down on the chair across from him. He didn’t touch it. “I spoke to the PR team,” Helena said casually. Kenzo tensed. “Without running it through me?” “I’m the Vice Chair, Kenzo.” “For now,” he muttered. Helena leaned forward. “They’re launching a campaign. Family-centric. Trust-driven. I think it’s exactly what Alfredo needs.” Kenzo’s jaw tensed. “And what do you get out of this?” “Redemption,” she said softly. “And maybe… a new beginning.”

When she clicked on the link, all sorts of news were released by the application’s official page, indicating that Josh Batton was attending Imperial Prime’s launching ceremony. In fact, a marketing account was actively sharing a screenshot of Josh Batton’s Weibo post. “Dear fans, I will see you at Imperial Prime’s launching ceremony tomorrow morning at eight o’clock. I will be performing something exciting. On top of that, anyone who buys a house will get my autograph. Also, you will get a meet-and-greet ticket to see me at the end of the year. Oh, yeah. I hope everyone follows the rules and does not disrupt the traffic tomorrow.” Emily felt as if her face was on fire.

But she was having second thought now, wasn’t she? She wasn’t sure if she was, or if she was just sad that he could so easily desire other women the way he did with her. He had always made the moves with her; would he expect that soon she should be the initiator? Her inner voice began whispering to her, he is going away, make him want to come back. Remembering what she confessed to Patricia in the car park earlier about how she was worried he may forget her once he was gone, she decided that if she truly did not want that to happen to her and to Eve, then she should take charge, make him remember her. She poked her head out of the bathroom. The bedroom door to where Eve lay sleeping was shut

She bowed her head. "So what are you going to do about practices?" Rhee Min-Jun changed the subject. Hae Mina knew this question had more to do with Rhee Min-Jun not wanting to talk about Chang Minsu than being curious about the situation they would be in when Monday arrived. She gave him a sad look, "I will have to withdraw from Nightide. You and Cass won't let me play with my injured hand."

“You wanted to be seen, Elena. I see you now. I see the woman who faced me when everyone else cowered. Who walked into a cage and somehow made it a home.” Her breath caught. “You can’t just say things like that when everything’s falling apart.” “Maybe that’s the only time to say them,” he murmured. The air between them thickened with everything unspoken. A knock on the door shattered the moment. Adrian stepped in, eyes wide. “Sir, urgent update. Vivienne and Julian just announced a press conference for tomorrow morning. They’re calling it ‘The Truth Behind the Cross Marriage.’” Elena’s stomach twisted. Damian’s calm cracked at last. “Then the gala isn’t about pretending anymore.” He looked a

Molly could not wait for the show to begin. When all the employees were seated, Catrina turned to Kate and advised, “Shall we begin, Kate?” Kate nodded. She signaled Lindsey to start the slide while another marketing associate dimmed the lights. From the first slides, Kate reported, “The campaign will start with awareness. Carlos will wear one of the male’s watches with the upcoming Wimbledon Championships. This week, we have also scheduled for Carlos -” “Kate? Just a reminder. It’s Mister Ronaldo,” Catrina said. "Not Carlos. Respect the bosses."

Ambition sharpened. And when the final internal memo leaked to Arthur’s inbox, Sophia’s breath caught beside him. Vanessa Laurent—sleek, cunning, the architect of half the old scandals—was being recommended for reinstatement as PR director. Arthur looked up, eyes darkening. “They want her back?” Sophia answered in a whisper. “They want a war.” The board’s final line glowed on the screen: “Effective immediately, Vanessa Laurent will resume oversight of all public relations.”