However, they would faithfully report the events of today.
As to the specifics of Brianâs situation, that would be left to public conjecture.
After her statement, Rosalynn was escorted to her car by her bodyguards.
Sitting in the back, she closed her eyes and rested a hand on her stomach, feeling a sense of relief at last.
Edwin, sitting in the driverâs seat, noticed her pale complexion and expressed his concern.
âMrs.
Hughes, are you alright?â
âItâs fine.
Letâs go,â Rosalynn replied, opening her eyes.
âMrs.
Hughes, you donât look well.
How about we call it a day? Letâs not go to Betton today.
â
He had received news that Thiago Blake, the CEO of the Torres Group, was set to meet with his new business partner.
There was a possibility they would finalize their agreement today.
Thus, she had planned to go to Betton to meet Thiago.
However, she appeared unwell.
âIt doesnât matter.
Letâs go.
â
Rosalynn remained composed and extracted a silver needle from her bracelet, applying it to several acupuncture points on her body.
She knew she was overly anxious, and a few pricks helped to revive her spirits.
To secure the Hughes Groupâs position, she needed to meet with Thiago and ensure their cooperation.
At the most prestigious club in Betton, men and women gathered around a table, engaging in Lively conversation.
One of the men in his thirties playfully slapped the woman next to him on the buttocks.
âScarlet, donât just sit there.
Come and have a drink with Mr.
Blake.
â
Understanding the cue, Scarlet lifted her glass.
âMr.
Blake, Iâd like to toast to our collaboration.
Thank you for this opportunity today.
â