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.
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