At 9 AM, my door was swarmed by an eager throng of media reporters, buzzing with curiosity and speculation. "What in the world is going on? Why the sudden call for a press conference?" they murmured among themselves.
"Must be something to do with Medsafe Liyah Inc., right? Looks like they can't hold up any longer."
"Aaliyah has always been a strong woman. Hard to believe Medsafe Liyah Inc. has come to this. What a turn of events! Wasn't their celebration just a few days ago? Is this karma?"
"The Dawsons are always a handful! Last time it was Aaliyah saving Jaylan's reputation.. She's not trying to do that again, is she? Why else would she pick her own front lawn to meet the press?"
"She's just a puppet, trying to clean up this mess? Give me a break. Who'd believe that? We've got photos, we've got proof – there’s no way she can clarify anything this time!"
"Let's just wait and see."
With a nod to Hannah, I strode confidently out of the door, which she promptly opened wide. I stood before the media, dressed in a plain dress, no makeup, my face bare and my eyes shadowed with dark circles.
I faced the crowd, and after a moment that seemed to last an eternity, I declared that I had officially hired a lawyer to file for divorce and start a brand new chapter in my life.
Sure enough, a reporter questioned the current state of Medsafe Liyah Inc. and whether I would take over the company post-divorce. I told them the truth; Medsafe Liyah Inc. was no longer in my hands.
I answered some more probing questions, hesitating several times, painting a picture of unbearable circumstances that left me no choice but to sue, and hinting at Jaylan's infidelity, leaving them dangling with suspense.
At that moment, Hannah cut the conference short, announcing its end. Before the press could recover, she shut the doors, and we retreated back into the safety of the house.
The moment the door closed, Hannah and I exchanged a knowing smile.
Those reporters were fast – before they were even escorted off the property, the news had exploded across Goldenvale Town.
I didn't rush out. Instead, I lounged on the sofa, scrolling through my phone, watching the reactions unfold.
Still, I was puzzled. The news of Hazel's death had yet to break. It seemed Jaylan was intent on suppressing the story.
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