The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 633

Chapter 633

Rosalynn was walking just fine when she suddenly felt the pressure of someone staring at her.

She looked up and met Wayne's unhappy and frustrated gaze, asking defiantly, "What?"

Wayne said, "At 6:30 tonight, you're going to hold a press conference?"

"Or what?" Rosalynn snorted. "President Silverman got me into this big mess, I can't just ignore it, can I? Do you know how much the stock prices of these companies fell during trading hours today?"

"Isn't there anyone else at the Jared Group who can do it? Weren't all the previous major public relations issues handled by other departments?" Wayne asked solemnly. "What's it to you?" Rosalynn said, stepping around him and continuing to walk forward.

Wayne gritted his teeth.

He followed her and grabbed her arm, pulling her over to him, "Do you know what you look like now? When Ivy looks at you, every glance is full of worry. Can't you sense it?" "Really?" Rosalynn looked at him, "Wayne, have you forgotten why I'm so tired? Isn't it all thanks to you?"

Wayne's face turned sour, and there was a lot going on in his eyes.

"You're threatening me with this? Do you think that by playing the martyr, I'll give in and back off?" He questioned her, word by word.

Rosalynn looked at him seriously for a moment.

Then she lowered her eyes, "Then don't worry about it. If I suddenly die at the press conference, it's a good thing for you. Hilaria won't stand a chance against you, and custody of Cory and Ivy will easily fall into your hands."

With that, she pulled away from Wayne's hand and left without looking back.

Wayne stood still, anger mixed with some unknown emotions and the burning feeling inside him was causing both physical and emotional pain.

In the past, Rosalynn had always listened to him and never dared to disobey any of his orders.

Now... she must want to annoy him to death.

The press conference was at 6:30 PM. Rosalynn's car arrived at 5 PM.

Well, in keeping with the principle of "maximizing internet heat", she naturally had to hold the press conference at her own hotel.

"Ms. Jared!"

Lola, as Rosalynn's assistant, came to help as well.

"Thanks for your hard work.",

Lola handed over the script that she would be using during the conference, "Why do you have to do this yourself? People on the internet have been criticizing your wealth for a while now...” "They'll criticize me whether I come or not." Rosalynn glanced at the script and tossed it aside.

"Aren't you going to read the script?" Lola asked, confused.

"For those that have been investigated thoroughly, the facts are clear and simple to tell. For those that haven't, there's no need for anything else, I'll just just say it directly. Rosalynn replied. "Alright." Lola nodded.

Rosalynn was the type who would make drastic changes to a project presentation just an hour before it started. She wasn't worried about a small event like a press conference at all. At 6.15 pm, all the reporters were seated in the conference hall.