Chapter 778

Chapter 778:

Accomplices? It seemed they were, at least for now.

Briley grabbed the phone beside her and fired off a swift command.

“Increase exposure. Bring in additional press coverage. I want the story of me rescuing my cousin-in-law to flood every platform online.”

The following day, a glossy black vehicle glided to a halt in front of Wall Group’s main building.

A crowd of buzzing journalists had already assembled, clearly anticipating a statement.

From inside the car, Sadie peered through the window, her expression tightening.

“Take the basement route,” she instructed calmly.

The driver redirected smoothly, steering the car away from the front entrance. Upstairs, the chairwoman’s office basked in warm morning light. Sadie had barely taken her seat when the office door swung open. Blaine stumbled in, looking worn-out and sleep-deprived.

“Sadie!” he groaned, collapsing onto the couch.

“My goodness, last night was insane. I got hounded by calls nonstop!” He rubbed his forehead, clearly overwhelmed.

After a pause, he continued, “By the way, how’s Briley?”

Lifting her cup, Sadie took a measured sip before replying evenly, “She’s fine. Nothing major.”

Blaine exhaled in relief, pressing a hand to his chest. “Thank goodness. If she had died, the press would’ve gone wild. I even saw posts suggesting she should start a showbiz career.” He shook his head, half amazed, half annoyed.

Then, as if remembering something, he sat up straighter.

“Also—the banquet last night? Total disaster. Patrick and Hailey didn’t look pleased. Patrick left on his own, and I had to get Hailey a separate ride.” Sadie’s fingers paused slightly on her coffee cup. Her brow furrowed. The chaos had clearly disrupted the evening’s objective—and left the Burgess Group delegation disgruntled.

Both in terms of business and diplomacy, it needed smoothing over.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝘾𝒉𝓮𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓾𝓉𝒽 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝓎

“Got it. Have someone assemble a few gifts. I’ll deliver them myself when time allows.”

Blaine nodded. “Understood.”

He gave Sadie a thoughtful glance, inwardly impressed.

Even after everything, she remained composed and precise—never losing her grip on the situation.

Once he exited, stillness returned to the room.

Sadie walked toward the tall windows and gazed out at the crowd of reporters still lingering.

The sunlight was sharp, casting the mass of people as tiny, stubborn shadows.

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