"If you don't want him to come, I'll have someone tell him," Albert Fletcher understood Ophelia Wilson's concerns and nodded considerately.
Ophelia had just nodded when suddenly a commotion erupted among the reporters below, along with a flurry of flashing cameras.
Seeing this, Ophelia's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly stood up, nervously and apprehensively watching James Reed walk in.
Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, James Reed epitomized a successful elite, and with his good looks, he easily drew the eyes of any women present wherever he went.
Especially in this setting, where the protagonist of the online rumors was none other than his fiancée, the reporters couldn't help but focus on him.
The cameras followed James continuously, capturing the moment he stepped onto the stage, held Ophelia's hand, and lovingly said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you."
Just these words nearly moved Ophelia to tears, her eyes brimming with warmth as she nodded repeatedly.
