As the other reporters turned their attention to Betsy’s face, they couldn’t help but notice her striking resemnce to Rosalynn.


    This realization sparked a flurry of additional questions.


    “Is this woman your confidante, Mr.


    Hughes?”


    “Is it true that your wife is pregnant, and you’ve sought sce with another woman who resembles her?”


    “Mr.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Hughes, it seems you are not only cold-hearted but also hypocritical! You keep your wife at home while your mistress parades around in public!”


    Brian’s expression remained stoic, refusing to dignify the usations with a response.


    Betsy listened to the onught of remarks, finding satisfaction in them while she outwardly maintained an anxious demeanor.


    “Don’t make baseless usations against me! I’m just an ordinary employee in the Hughes Group’s PR department,” she protested, her tone firm.


    “Please refrain from specting about my rtionship with Mr.


    Hughes, or you’ll be hearing from ourwyers!”


    The reporters showed no signs of backing down.


    They continued to swarm around Brian and Betsy, bombarding them with relentless questions.


    Betsy attempted to pull Brian away from the encroaching crowd, but the reporter she had pushed retaliated by deliberately shoving her, causing her to stumble and fall into Brian’s arms.


    With a sharp gasp of pain, she winced, having twisted her ankle during the fall.


    Reacting swiftly, Brian steadied her, his expression hardening.


    “Step aside! If you don’t, don’t expect me to remain courteous,” he warned icily.


    “Even though I’ve stepped down as CEO of the Hughes Group, I still possess numerous means to expel you all from Wragos!”


    His words carried the weight of undeniable authority, and the reporters, cowed by his demeanor, obediently made way.


    Supporting Betsy, Brian inquired, “Are you alright?”


    Betsy winced in pain, her ankle throbbing.


    “It’s twisted.


    It hurts,” she admitted.


    Brian guided her towards the waiting car, signaling Edwin to open the back door.


    He assisted Betsy in the vehicle and ensured she was settled before closing the door.


    The relentless clicks of the cameras continued, capturing every moment of the scene.


    Soon, the narrative of the cold-hearted Brian having a new lover spread like wildfire across social media tforms, igniting a fresh wave of fervent discussion amongizens.


    Brian instructed Edwin to drive them to the hospital, while Betsy sat beside him, enveloped in theforting aroma of his presence.


    A fleeting smile of satisfaction crossed her features as sheposed herself and offered an apology.


    “Mr.


    Hughes, those reporters always seem to stir up trouble.


    I apologize for the misunderstanding they had about our rtionship, leading to additional inconvenience for you.


    ”


    “It’s alright,” Brian replied evenly, his demeanor unruffled by the chaos surrounding them.


    Observing his dignified andposed countenance, Betsy couldn’t help but inquire further, “Mr.


    Hughes, are you truly content to step down without a fight?”


    Brian’s gaze darkened momentarily as he raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, a sigh escaping his lips.


    “Given the current circumstances, even if I were to resist, what options do I have?”


    Sensing his resignation, Betsy hurriedly sought to offer reassurance.