Pressing the switch on her corsage, Cecilia Vaughn's lips curved into a mysterious smile.
Just then, her phone vibrated gently.
She glanced down to see a message from Wyatt Law.
The message was concise.
Just a single Arabic numeral, 1, signifying readiness. It seemed the hotel's network system had been breached.
The screen at the center of the hall currently displaying the growth history of Radiant Group—once it turns into the live scandal of the current Chairman's wife, what expressions will the guests have?
Cecilia Vaughn's smile widened.
Today's drama was intense enough; she didn't mind adding more fuel to the fire.
...
Florence Warner saw Cecilia Vaughn still smiling and couldn't help feeling disdainful of her naivety.
Warmly taking Cecilia Vaughn's hand, she was completely unaware that her every move was being recorded by a live broadcast software.
