"Alright, we’ll talk later." Jas Reed was quite receptive to Ophelia Wilson’s advice. "Be careful this afternoon."
"Mm-hmm, I got it, Jas. Don’t worry." Ophelia Wilson finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Jas’ words.
She couldn’t let Jas investigate; if he really found out... she’d be dood.
After hanging up, Ophelia Wilson went through everything from start to finish in her mind again. Only after confirming there were no mistakes did she relax and head to the lounge to rest. She needed to ensure she had enough energy to face the dia in the afternoon.
While Ophelia went to rest, Albert Fletcher was calculating all the details of the afternoon’s eting with the dia.
As the afternoon approached, Albert Fletcher confird everything was in order and instructed his assistant to inform Ophelia and the others to co over.
"Oh my, Mr. Fletcher, this whole thing is such a ss," Director Lewis said, pushing the door open. In this weather, his forehead was sweating constantly.
He never expected things would escalate this way.
Originally, he had just tentatively brought it up with Ophelia Wilson, never thinking she’d agree.
Since she agreed, it was like a golden opportunity he couldn’t refuse.
Who would have thought this would blow up into a problem?
But he would never admit to anything, as admitting would only bring more trouble.
"Spending ti with my girlfriend could be twisted like this, really... These journalists can concoct anything." Director Lewis shook his head, sighing repeatedly, as if he were truly innocent.
"Director Lewis, you just need to clarify this with the dia. Otherwise, it will not only be bad for Ophelia but also impact you negatively," Albert Fletcher said earnestly.
"Yes, yes." Director Lewis nodded repeatedly in agreent.
Because of the negative impact online, all available journalists had gathered.
Ophelia Wilson’s agency also wanted to clear up the situation as quickly as possible, so they invited almost every dia outlet except for the most obscure ones.
As a result, even though they had a designated area for welcoming the dia and holding press conferences, it was now extrely crowded. Not to ntion nurous dia outlets with their own websites were ready to start live streaming.
Netizens who got the news were waiting in online streaming rooms, eager to see how Ophelia Wilson would explain the situation.
As the clock struck the hour, Ophelia Wilson, accompanied by Albert Fletcher, took the stage.
With security maintaining order, chaos was avoided, but as soon as Ophelia appeared, a sea of flashing lights went off instantly.
As Ophelia and the others settled on stage, soone from the company suddenly approached Albert Fletcher and whispered sothing to him.
Albert Fletcher was taken aback, which instantly made Ophelia anxious. Could sothing unexpected have happened?
"Ophelia." Albert Fletcher turned to Ophelia and spoke softly.
"What?" Ophelia was so nervous that she was trembling, but she kept a calm expression with no sign of panic on her face.
"Jas Reed is here," Albert Fletcher said, his expression strange.
"Jas?" Upon hearing this, Ophelia was so nervous she nearly stood up.
"Ophelia, the reporters are all watching," Albert Fletcher quickly pulled her back, explaining, "Jas Reed said he wanted to co over."
"This..." Ophelia hesitated, shaking her head. "That’s probably not a good idea."
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