The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 158

Sebastian took a deep breath, handed the phone back to Lance, and forcefully shoved down the unfamiliar surge of emotion in his chest. He sat back up straight, his features returning to their usual calm and composed state. He even adjusted his posture slightly, making himself look more authoritative and relaxed for the cameras. Yet, those deep, dark eyes couldn't help but drift back toward where Evelyn was sitting.

She had returned to her seat and was tilting her head slightly, listening to Dr. William Ashford, a faint, focused smile playing on her lips. It was as if the awe-inspiring glory bestowed upon her just moments ago was nothing more than another ordinary page in her work life, flipped over and moved past.

(At the exact same time, back in the country, inside the CEO's office at Lancaster Group)

Christian Lancaster stood rigidly in front of his massive floor-to-ceiling windows, his back stiff. On the desk behind him, a tablet was silently playing the exact same live broadcast. His assistant stood to the side, too afraid to even breathe heavily.

On the screen, Chief Olonana was passionately recounting the deeds of the "Rose Angel." The camera perfectly captured the rustic, powerful wooden statue, before freezing on the moment Evelyn calmly stepped onto the stage and accepted the floral tribute.

He paused, his tone growing even more strained. "Moreover, judging by the live comments and the trending topics exploding across social media right now... the public opinion has completely flipped out of control. All the negative press surrounding Ms. Sullivan is being drowned out by a tsunami of positive coverage. The entire internet is focusing on her medical breakthroughs, her humanitarian contributions, and..." He took a sharp breath. "And the incredibly stark contrast... between her and Ms. Langford." He muttered the last few words, but they were loud enough for Christian to catch.

"Contrast?" Christian whipped around, his eyes as sharp as daggers. They swirled with shock, disbelief, and the explosive rage of a man who realized he had been played for an absolute fool. Mixed in was a sharp, piercing pain he refused to acknowledge. Couldn't find it? Even he couldn't find it? Plant sciences? Then who the hell was this medical savior being hailed as an "Angel" and having statues built for her on live television?!