She picked up her phone and fired off a text to Lucian.
"I know exactly what to do about the press conference. I want the same day, the exact same venue, right in the hall next door."
Lucian's reply came through almost instantly. "Done."
A faint smirk touched Seraphina's lips.
Sebastian thought he could use her patents to stage a comeback. She was going to teach him that stolen goods never truly belonged to the thief.
She put her phone down and opened the technical comparison report in front of her. She would not need a script or a teleprompter for this press conference. She was going to lay out the undeniable facts, piece by piece, right in front of the entire world.
Little Bean whispered excitedly in her mind, "Mom, is Sebastian's face going to turn green?"
Seraphina thought about it for a second. "Most likely."
Little Bean giggled. "Then I definitely need front-row seats for this."
...
Wednesday arrived at the city's convention center.
By nine-thirty in the morning, the parking lot was completely packed.
Reporters and journalists crowded the entrance, eagerly awaiting the grand unveiling of the Sullivan Group's new energy project.
Sebastian stood backstage in the main hall. Dressed in an immaculate gray suit with not a single hair out of place, he looked the part.
He adjusted his tie in the mirror one last time and took a deep, steadying breath.
Sienna sat proudly in the front row. Wearing a custom-tailored white suit and flawless makeup, she wore a picture-perfect smile.
Zelda sat next to her, practically buzzing with excitement. "There are so many powerful people here today. You need to make sure you mingle and network later."
Sienna quietly warned her, "Mom, keep it together."
Zelda immediately straightened her posture.
At exactly ten o'clock, Sebastian strode onto the stage.
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