Chapter 165

The entire presentation was dominated by Dominic Kingsley's articulate explanation of the revolutionary AI chip, which he proudly named Aether Core.

Its potential impact stretched far beyond Montecito—this breakthrough would redefine medical science globally. A true game-changer.

Evelyn Sinclair maintained her composed smile throughout the press conference, her attention fixed on Dominic's every word.

Her eyes sparkled with restrained excitement. At this moment, she couldn't help but reflect on those wasted years of marriage.

I should have focused on my career from the start.

As Dominic concluded, the room erupted in thunderous applause. Experts and journalists swarmed him, eager for more details. The conference extended another hour.

Evelyn checked her phone. A message from Bennett confirmed everything was set for the Celestial Media acquisition. All that remained was her presence at the shareholders' meeting.

She stood, intending to slip out unnoticed.

But the moment she stepped into the hallway, reporters surrounded her.

"Ms. Sinclair, any comments on today's announcement?"

Evelyn gave a polite smile. "Mr. Kingsley covered everything inside. I suggest you direct your questions to him."

Her approachable demeanor eased the tension.

"Ms. Sinclair, may we ask a personal question?"

She arched a brow but didn't refuse outright.

"Depends how personal. I reserve the right not to answer."

A reporter grinned. "Julian Moreau recently named you as his ideal type in an interview. What kind of man do you prefer?"

The air thickened with anticipation.

Evelyn's smile widened.

"Like everyone else, I admire Julian."

A diplomatic answer—one that left room for interpretation.

Admire, not desire. They should know the difference.

The reporters chuckled but didn't press further, parting to let her pass.

Then they noticed Nathan Blackwood standing nearby.

His icy glare silenced them instantly. This was the man who could dismantle media empires overnight—the one person journalists feared most.

Evelyn pretended not to see him. She turned back to the cameras, flashing a radiant smile before striding away, her heels clicking confidently against the marble floor.

Inside her car, Bennett handed her a document.

"Five percent of Celestial Media's shares were acquired by Mr. Blackwood."

Evelyn froze.

Before she could react, a sharp knock sounded on the window.

Nathan stood outside, his expression dark, brows furrowed.

She lowered the window just enough.

"Mr. Blackwood. Is there a problem? I have a shareholders' meeting to attend."

"My car broke down." He gestured to the Range Rover parked nearby, where Harrison knelt beside a tire, holding a nail with visible reluctance.

Evelyn smirked. "You're not on my way. So, no."

She moved to raise the window, but his hand blocked it.

"You didn't even ask where I'm going." His voice was dangerously smooth, laced with suppressed irritation.

Evelyn exhaled sharply. Is he really this dense?

She met his gaze, her lips curling into a cold smile.

"I don't need to ask. Wherever it is, I'm not interested."