The moment Hadwin opened his mouth, he knew he had made a mistake.

Mr. Sullivan’s icy glare pierced through him as he asked coldly, “Do you think Chelsea doesn’t hate me enough already?”

Hadwin forced an awkward laugh. “Let’s just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Altsin shot him a frosty look but said nothing more.

“So, Mr. Sullivan, what’s our next move?” Hadwin asked, uneasy about the current situation. “The Bromley Group’s jewelry campaign has been an overwhelming success. With Jadeheart’s involvement, they’ve become the industry benchmark practically overnight...”

Before he could finish, the LED screen at a nearby intersection lit up with the Bromley Group’s latest ad featuring Kai...