The Billionaire Heir Fell for the Wrong Girl (Hathaway Whitmore) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Jeremiah was on a business trip, and part of his schedule included a live-streamed press conference for a government-enterprise collaboration.

The entire event was streamed in real time to the media, partners, and the public. It was an official event that had been scheduled well in advance.

Hathaway was watching Jeremiah’s live stream.

She quietly muted her tablet, grabbed her phone, and dialed Jeremiah’s number straight away.

On the live stream, Jeremiah, handling the crowd on stage with ease, reached into his pocket for his phone.

His eyes lingered on the screen as he saw who was calling. After a moment’s hesitation, he answered the call, slow and steady.

It caught Hathaway off guard that he actually answered the call right there, in front of everyone.

Well, that’s probably for the best anyway, Hathaway told herself.

Through the screen and the phone call, Hathaway locked her eyes on Jeremiah in the livestream, her voice icy and devoid of any warmth.

Hathaway said, “They say a conscience is something you’re born with. If you don’t have it, you can’t suddenly grow one. Jeremiah, I loathe you from the bottom of my heart.

“Every bit of anxiety I suffer now is thanks to you. You’re the reason for all of it. Nothing can fix this.

“Don’t bother sending me anything ever again. If you stay out of my life for good and never come looking for me, I’ll finally get better. I hope you leave me alone from now on.”

Hathaway kept her eyes on the livestream, her voice cold as ice.

Jeremiah’s brows furrowed hard. He looked up at the camera, like he knew she was watching.

Those cold, deep eyes looked like they could cut right through the screens and the miles between them.

Hathaway knew this was her chance to say everything while Jeremiah couldn’t respond.

In a place like this, if he said a word, everyone would catch it, and the cameras would broadcast it everywhere, making things messier.

Hathaway ignored that knowing look in his eyes, cutting the last string that bound her to him. Her voice was icy as she said, “I stopped liking you a long time ago. Don’t flatter yourself.

“Don’t ever bother me again!”

With that, she hung up without waiting for a response, severing the last thread between them.

Jeremiah’s gaze suddenly tightened, his deep eyes unwavering as he stared straight into the live camera lens.

The crowd’s chatter faded away. The host, about to speak, caught Jeremiah’s icy stare and was momentarily stunned, at a loss for words.

Fortunately, the host recovered quickly, putting on a practiced smile and smoothly said, “Mr. Blackwood, let’s get back to the main topic and discuss the key projects in this government collaboration.”

Jeremiah’s cold expression eased slightly as he picked up the conversation with calm composure, as if nothing had fazed him at all.

Hathaway gave a cold, mocking laugh. “At last, I’ve managed to shut him up. If I hadn’t said anything, he would’ve shot back with ten flirty quips or sarcastic remarks,” she thought.

Hathaway silently closed her tablet, her face unreadable as she rose and walked out of the study without a backward glance.

Sylvia was sitting on the living room sofa. When she saw Hathaway come downstairs, she said, “The Reed family called. They want us to attend their engagement party the day after tomorrow.”

Hathaway didn’t hesitate. She replied softly, “Mom, I don’t want to go.”

Sylvia seemed to have expected this. She let out a gentle sigh. “I knew you wouldn’t want to go. But for some reason, though I said no, Sophia wouldn’t take no for an answer!”

Hathaway replied, “It’s an engagement party, not the real wedding. It’s not like anyone should be forced to go.”

Sylvia paused for a moment, thinking the Reed family was being a bit too pushy. She finally relented. “Alright, if you don’t want to go, then don’t. We don’t need to go out of our way for them.”

Hathaway walked into the kitchen, grabbed a cup of warm water, and made her way back to her room.

As soon as she closed the door, her phone buzzed and lit up. It was a message from Lucas. [If you don’t show up, I’m not going through with the engagement.]

Hathaway glanced at the screen, totally unfazed. She ignored the message, not bothering to reply.

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