When Love Finds Its Way Back (Cassienne and Dreston) novel Chapter 323

Chapter Third Hundred And Twenty Three Emergency Press Conference

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Chapter Three Hundred And Twenty-Three: Emergency Press Conference

The atmosphere inside Auralink Systems headquarters had been unstable since morning.

Assistants moved hurriedly through the executive floors carrying tablets, folders, and urgent schedules/while security personnel maintained stricter positioning around the main lobby than usual. Even employees/working quietly inside their offices could feel the tension floating through the building.

Something was happening. And everyone knew it.

Inside the private executive elevator, Dreston Tremont stood silently with one hand tucked into the pocket of his dark trousers while scrolling through his phone.

The entire internet had already exploded. Every major platform carried the same breaking headlines.

“CORREN THORNWYCK ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT TO AURORA STEPHEN.”

“CASSIENNE RHODES WAS NEVER DATING CORREN?”

“TECH WORLD SHOCKED AFTER SUDDEN ENGAGEMENT ANNOUNCEMENT.”

“WHAT REALLY HAPPENED BETWEEN DRESTON TREMONT, CASSIENNE RHODES, AND TINA ACKLEY?”

Dreston stopped reading eventually. Not because he was angry. Because honestly, he understood exactly what

Corren had done.

And he respected him for it.

Corren could have ignored the rumors completely. Instead, he chose to publicly protect:

Aurora, Cassienne, and even Dreston himself with one clean move.

That kind of loyalty was rare.

The elevator doors opened smoothly onto the executive floor.

The second Dreston stepped out, Steve approached him immediately with visible tension across his face.

“Sir.”

Dreston handed him the phone calmly. “The press already arrived, didn’t they?”

Steve blinked slightly. “You knew?”

“They were always going to come.”

Steve took a careful breath before nodding. “They’re outside the building already. Multiple media outlets. Entertainment press too. Social media is getting out of control.”

Dreston continued walking calmly toward his office. “And the PR department?” he asked.

“They’re waiting for instructions.”

Dreston loosened the button of his suit jacket as he walked. His expression remained unreadable.

For the past several months, he had watched the media turn his wife into public entertainment.

He had watched strangers, questioning her dignity, her loyalty, her relationship with Corren, her marriage, and her character

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The moment he entered his office, he walked directly toward the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Southvale.

The city stretched endlessly below. But Steve remained standing near the doorway quietly.

For a long moment, Dreston said nothing.

And finally, he spoke. “Prepare the conference room.

Steve froze, completely. For a second, he honestly thought he misheard him. “Sir?”

Dreston turned around slowly. His expression was calm. And somehow, that calmness was far more dangerous than anger. “It’s time we stop allowing other people to speak for us.”

Steve stared at him silently. Then he understood.

His eyes widened slightly. “You’re going public.”

“Yes.”

The single word settled with certainty inside the room.

Steve had worked beside Dreston for years. He understood exactly what this meant.

This was not some ordinary press clarification. This was war against the narrative itself.

Dreston walked toward his desk afterward and picked up his phone again. This time, he opened a photo instead.

The photo of Cassienne, sleeping peacefully against his chest days ago inside the mansion.

His thumb brushed lightly across the screen before he locked the phone again.

There’s no more hiding, pretending, or allowing the world to speak about his wife like she belonged to public gossip.

He looked back toward Steve. “Call the PR team.”

Steve immediately straightened. “Yes, sir.”

“And Steve.”

“Yes?”

Dreston’s voice lowered slightly. “No mistakes today.”

Steve nodded instantly. “Understood.”

Within less than thirty minutes, the entire executive floor transformed into organized chaos.

The PR department scrambled between live media requests while security teams coordinated entry routes for reporters already gathering downstairs. Assistants rushed in and out of conference rooms carrying updated press schedules while Auralink’s media director looked moments away from a complete nervous breakdown.

One young assistant whispered nervously near the hallway:

“Does Mr. Tremont ever hold emergency press conferences?”

Another employee shook her head quickly. “Never.”

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“And he’s doing one now?”

“That’s why everyone is panicking.”

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