Chapter 435

I want that journalist silenced. The one who dared to slander Evelyn's name should vanish from every media platform.

Consider it done.

Contact Monarch Group's PR team immediately. Monitor all online mentions. Any negative press about Evelyn Carter or Monarch Grand Hotels must be scrubbed from the internet.

Understood.

Nathan Blackwood stood motionless, his hardened gaze softening as he studied Evelyn's defiant profile.

Evelyn, do whatever you wish. No thanks needed—I'll handle everything in the shadows for you.

The commotion downstairs continued.

"Ms. Carter," Penelope Whitmore sneered, seizing the opportunity to humiliate her, "what a shame Salvador Corporation couldn't secure the partnership with Isabella Wang. Clearly, your inexperience in management led to this failure."

Her voice dripped with false sympathy. "But don't worry, dear. We all make mistakes when we're young. The important thing is admitting them."

Evelyn's lips curled into an unreadable smile. "Indeed, it was my oversight to let those with ulterior motives slip through. A lesson learned."

Penelope scoffed.

"Are you implying you were framed, Ms. Carter?" a journalist blurted out.

Ignoring the question, Evelyn gestured gracefully toward the next venue. "The charity auction is about to begin. Shall we?"

She didn’t spare Penelope or Cassandra another glance.

The mother-daughter duo seethed.

That little witch thinks vague words will save her? Penelope's nails dug into her palm as she glared at Evelyn's retreating figure. She has no idea what’s coming.

Cassandra clung to her mother’s arm, gleeful. "Did you see how she avoided answering? She’s already admitted defeat! Once this event ends, we’ll make sure the media drags her through the mud."

"Mrs. Whitmore! Cassandra!"

Isabelle Montgomery emerged from the crowd, her steps elegant as she lifted the hem of her gown. "Good evening."

"Ah, Isabelle!" Penelope clasped her hands warmly. "I was looking for you. I worried you might not have arrived."

Cassandra beamed. "Mother, it’s thanks to Isabelle that we secured Isabella Wang’s contract."

Isabelle demurely lowered her lashes. "It was nothing, really. Just a small favor among friends."

Penelope patted her hand. "Such loyalty won’t be forgotten, my dear. If you ever need anything, just ask."

Her smile was honeyed, but her eyes gleamed with calculation.