"This is my sister’s personal life and her own decision. Others have no right to judge or comment on it. I suggest we refrain from discussing it further. As husband and wife, they must love each other deeply for my sister to overlook any social status differences."
"But isn’t it a loss for her to betray a man like Ivan Brown for a gigolo?" one reporter pushed.
Briena chuckled. "One person’s loss is another’s gain. If she didn’t value Ivan, then I’m fortunate to have him as my partner. I look forward to our union. He’s truly a great man."
"That’s so sweet of you, Ms. Briena. It’s no wonder Mr. Ivan chose you; he knows you’re nothing like your sister."
Briena simply smiled.
After the reporters left, Briena returned to Sephina’s office, where Sephina had been watching everything live. Sephina looked at her with pride. "Well done. You are truly my gem, always knowing exactly what to do. Those reporters were clearly impressed by you, unlike that wild child in our family."
"Thank you, Grandma. I’ll never let you down," Briena said as she sat on the couch. "Now we just need to wait for her to agree to the competition. Once she does, I’ll destroy her for good. Her reputation as a plagiarist is going to ruin her life this time, and no one—not even her poor husband—will be able to save her."
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Meanwhile, inside Natalie’s office, Nora, who had just set a coffee mug on the table with trembling hands, looked at Natalie with a wary gaze.
Natalie raised an eyebrow but said nothing, prompting Nora to lower her head.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Natalie asked.
Nora shook her head. "I’m fine."
"Then get back to your work," Natalie instructed, taking a sip of coffee and resuming her own tasks.
Ella, watching from nearby, couldn’t help but wonder why Natalie hadn’t confronted Nora, and why she even allowed Nora to continue working with her.
"Ms. Natalie..." Nora began hesitantly.
Natalie hummed in acknowledgment, still focused on her work.
"I wanted to talk to you about something," Nora said nervously.
"I’m listening," Natalie replied, though she still didn’t look up.
"That... I..." Nora’s heart pounded as she struggled to continue.
"If you can’t find the words, then it’s better to get back to work and stop wasting my time," Natalie replied coldly, sending a shiver down Nora’s spine.
"I... I’ll talk later, then," Nora stammered, immediately turning around and leaving.
"It seemed like she was going to say something important," Ella commented. "Maybe confess what she did."
"Let her take her time," Natalie replied.
"Why are you letting her continue to work here, knowing she’s a mole?"
"She hasn’t caused any harm. In fact, it’s been beneficial to me. Let her play the role of the mole for now."
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