"Are you ready?" Harold Chapman perked up as soon as he saw her.
lody Thorne glanced around the room, pouting. "It’s usually the man who’s supposed to set things up, so why do I have to do it all the ti? Aren’t you supposed to surprise ?"
Harold Chapman rubbed his forehead with his large hand, a hidden smile in his dark eyes. "Suddenly, I’m really missing your little tricks from before."
In the past, it was always lody Thorne who planned Valentine’s Day, but unfortunately, he never appreciated it.
"Fine," lody Thorne conceded, considering she did have quite a bit of experience with this.
"So, what ti are you coming back tonight?"
Harold Chapman glanced at the clock on the wall. "I’ll be back before eight."
"You could co back later."
"Hmm?" A sharp arc ford in Harold Chapman’s eyes.
lody Thorne said, "...Co back earlier tonight."
"Alright." Harold Chapman hung up the phone, satisfied.
lody Thorne looked at the ti and noticed it was already past ten. There were still several hours until eight o’clock. Why suddenly celebrate Valentine’s Day out of the blue?
Suddenly, lody Thorne thought of sothing very amusing.
"Madam, the surveillance at the underground bar has long been wiped," Chloe Sumrs said, entering from outside.
"Tell Luna Lancaster that the bar’s surveillance is gone, and tell her to think of sothing else. Also, have her tweet out that a press conference will be held at noon."
"Okay."
Since Sheryl Lancaster is hiding so well, why not expose everything now?
The news quickly spread, and the fact that Luna Lancaster was going to reveal the truth soon reached everyone’s ears. Even if Sheryl Lancaster tried to stay in the dark, she wouldn’t remain unaware.
"It seems your most trusted person can’t be trusted anymore," Felix Chandler said, holding the woman who had just co out of the bathroom.
Sheryl Lancaster glared at the ssage she received, not expecting her dear sister to help an outsider corner her at this mont.
"I won’t hold back either," Sheryl Lancaster said, her face as grim as ever.
Without the Lancaster Family, she was nothing but a disfigured woman.
What did a sister who betrayed her count for?
"I’m looking forward to your performance," Felix Chandler chuckled. He found it fascinating how similar she was to Ivy when she was ruthless.
"I’ve already arranged for soone to pick a good spot at your sister’s press conference venue. It’s discreet and won’t hinder your actions."
"Okay," Sheryl Lancaster made up her mind.
If lody Thorne dared to show up, she’d take care of her too.
Jared Quinn was in a eting at Quinn Corporation when he suddenly received a call from Harold Chapman, saying lody Thorne had urgently requested Luna Lancaster to hold a press conference to clarify things.
"Stop the eting!" Jared Quinn stood up, ready to leave the conference room.
If the press conference were held now, it would undoubtedly be the most dangerous. Didn’t she know how to take care of her safety?
Before anyone could understand, the conference room door was pushed open from the outside, and lody Thorne walked in under many gazes, blocking the man just about to step out. She looked up playfully. "What’s the rush?"
Jared Quinn glared at her. "Who told you to make that woman hold a press conference on your own?"
"She’s holding her press conference. What does it have to do with ? Such a dangerous place, of course, I’ll have Harold handle it. I wouldn’t be dumb enough to go myself."
"Smart move."
The interaction between the two left the old shareholders with a growing sense of discomfort as they watched.
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