Adrian wore a neat suit; his figure became straighter, even though he was almost fifty, but it seemed that time had not left any trace on his face.
He took the microphone from the staff, his voice calm and charming.
Emma looked from afar with her almond eyes, thinking: I didn't expect Evans Group to be his. He was much calmer than Dylan. When facing her and her mother, he was a polite superior, but when appearing in public, he exuded a strong aura that made people afraid.
So, whatever he said, her grandmother would definitely listen.
But unfortunately, those who were too smart and scheming, no matter how they pretended, their nature was still profit and calculation.
While she was absorbed in her thoughts, the question and answer session had already begun.
Beside her, Layla appeared very excited.
Emma tried to minimize the attention, and Layla, the luckiest of the reporters, was the last one to be chosen.
