Chapter 345

Chapter 0345

The moment they stepped out of Zimler Entertainment, it was like the world opened up and took a deep, cleansing breath.

Wanda filled her lungs with the fresh air and turned to Kelvin, who was right on her heels, with a cheeky tongue poke. “Oops

Kelvin, looks like I got you to quit too. Sorry.”

“Please, I was sick of playing nice for that phony Travis.”

Kelvin shrugged it off with a grin and nodded toward Wanda’s bag. “Hey, we're not in Travis’ world anymore. Fire up your phone;

the folks at New Chesire Group are probably freaking out!”

Oh no!

It hit Wanda in a flash. She whipped out her phone and switched off airplane mode.

Instantly, her phone exploded with a barrage of pings—over 20 missed calls, mostly from Amber, and a couple of texts, one

catching her eye: Alexander's.

“I'm heading to Zabaleta and will be there in under three hours. Meeting spot, Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, penthouse suite.”

Sir Kane was on his way?

Wanda’s face lit up with sheer delight as she glanced at the time the text had arrived before checking her phone’s clock. She

twirled around, barely containing her excitement. “Kelvin, come on, we have to meet Sir Kane. He'll be here in just ten minutes!”

“Okay,” Kelvin replied, his voice tinged with a hint of resignation as he observed Wanda’s happiness. He could not help but sigh

inwardly.

She was smitten, but the object of her affection was oblivious.

That mighty Mister Kane seemed to have eyes and a heart only for Miss Chesire.

At the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel in Zabaleta, within the luxurious confines of the top-floor presidential suite, Alexander stood

by the expansive floor—to—ceiling window. He gazed down at the glittering city lights of Zabaleta, hands clasped behind him.

The sound of the door opening made him turn, greeting his guests with a warm smile. “Miss Briers, Mister Scruggs.”

It was none other than Wanda and Kelvin.

They stepped into the suite’s living room, catching each other’s eyes, their faces awash with an awkwardness that was hard to

describe.

They were mortified.

+15 BONOS

News of Wanda’s scandal went viral in less than a day on social media, forums, news headlines, and trending topics. If it was

online, it was all about Wanda’s fall from grace: the secret nighttime rendezvous, the drug

allegations...

The call to boycott Wanda had gone viral, with over two million Internet users joining the chorus. All her endorsements, save for

New Chesire Group’s ‘Crystal Elegance Skin‘, had been pulled. The TV shows she starred in plummeted in ratings, hitting an all—

time low.

Frankly, Wanda was at rock bottom, facing a crisis far worse than anything she had experienced before her career even began.

“This will all be over soon,” Alexander was assured.

Alexander stood by the panoramic window with a smile as he watched Kelvin and Wanda. “I’ve set things in motion. We'll clear

the air by tomorrow.”

Tomorrow?

Kelvin and Wanda locked eyes, shock written all over their faces.

In today’s world, with its myriad of platforms for sensationalism-from the self-styled pundits to the major news outlets, to every

trending topic online—-the story about Wanda was spreading like wildfire, growing hotter by the minute.

Could anyone really smooth things over in just one night?

Sir Kane... Did he fancy himself some kind of puppet master like Regulus Windsur?

“The real aim here isn’t Miss Briers. It's New Chesire Group.”

Alexander’s gaze did not waver from Kelvin and Wanda’s stunned faces, and he offered a rueful smile. ” Someone’s trying to

take down New Chesire Group and can’t confront us head-on, so they've targeted Miss Briers instead. For that, I’m truly sorry.

It all made sense.

Kelvin’s mind raced, his expression turning grave. “Mister Kane, when Wanda and I handed in our resignations. Travis hinted

that the rumors targeting Wanda might be backed by the northern tycoons, and even...the Ledger family.”

Alexander’s smile was enigmatic.

The north likely meant Kent was involved. The Sacco family had conceded defeat, but their daughter, married into a northern

tycoon, still wielded considerable influence.

The Ledger family? They were digging their own graves. Alexander had not planned on crushing them completely, but it seemed

fitting to take them down once and for all.

“I've taken care of your accommodation. Head back and get some rest.”

After exchanging a few words, Alexander dismissed them with a gentle wave and a reassuring smile.. “Don’t forget to catch the

morning news. I have a feeling you'll be quite pleased with it!”