Evan whipped out his phone and scrolled through his news feed.
To his dismay, one of the most trending videos was of his pants being stained with chocolate cake, resembling a certain biological accident. When he saw the absurd remarks made in the comment section, his expression soured.
He got up and headed out of his office.
“Mr. Seet, are we still going ahead with the press conference?”
“You handle it!” Evan growled as he stormed towards Rose Garden.
I, the president of the Seet Group, have never suffered such humiliation before! Nicole Lane, just you wait!
Evan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists angrily.
Meanwhile, at Rose Garden.
Davin was shocked to see Evan return so soon and inquired, “Evan, why are you back so soon? Has the press conference ended already?”
“Where’s Nicole?”
Davin was taken aback. He could clearly sense the rage overflowing from his brother’s pores.
Hasn’t Evan had enough? Is he coming back just to argue with Nicole? Oh my gosh, he’s the president, for Pete’s sake. Does he have to be so petty?
Suddenly, a voice called out, “Davin, quick, go take a look at the trending videos! Your brother’s butt is there! Hahaha!”
Her boisterous laughter could be heard before they could see her face.
Sheila strode into the room and promptly shut up upon seeing Evan.
She smiled awkwardly, “H-Hello, Mr. Seet.”
After greeting him, she quickly ducked into a corner.
Davin stared at her and inquired, “What about him?”
He glanced at Sheila, then at Evan, perplexed.
Sheila shot him a glance. Idiot! Can’t you tell that I stopped the moment I saw him? Shut up about it already!
“Where is Nicole?” Evan repeated his question in an icy tone.
Sheila remained silent.
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