Chapter 98

Victor's heart clenched when he pushed open the door.

Adrian's silhouette stood solitary by the floor-to-ceiling window, as if abandoned by the entire world. His usually upright posture now radiated indescribable desolation.

Victor tightened his fists.

It should be Evelyn who was in pain.

After what Adrian had done, how devastated must she be?

Yet why did the air itself seem saturated with his sorrow?

"Mr. Valentine, there's trouble with Isabella Langley." Victor forced himself to report. "Julian Roscente and Mrs. Valentine teamed up to attack Cassandra."

A cold smirk curled Adrian's lips.

Isabella certainly had her ways.

In silence, he picked up his phone and played the video.

His eyes turned glacial when it ended. "Suppress the news."

Victor blinked. "That's it?"

Normally, Adrian would personally handle anything involving Isabella.

Adrian slowly turned, his gaze piercingly cold. "What else would you suggest?"

A chill ran down Victor's spine as he hastily retreated from the office.

The moment the door clicked shut, Adrian viciously kicked the sofa.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Blood stained his leather shoes, but he didn't notice.

His right hand throbbed with excruciating pain—the injury from when he'd struck Evelyn.

......

That night, public opinion completely reversed.

Footage of Cassandra verbally assaulting Isabella went viral, causing Lunaris Group's stocks to plummet.

Meanwhile, videos of Isabella defending her co-stars spread like wildfire.

Her fanbase exploded tenfold overnight.

Viewership for her drama skyrocketed.

In her hospital room, Cassandra stared at her wrist—broken by Julian—and smirked. "Isabella Langley, Julian Roscente... see you in hell."

The next morning, Evelyn listened to Victoria's account while calmly slicing her omelet.

"That Isabella and her disgusting, fake act!" Victoria fumed. "She started the whole thing!"

Evelyn glanced up. "Can't you see through such an obvious setup?"