CHAPTER 138
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Flashes exploded outside the frosted glass as Javier stepped out of the private room. Reporters had gathered like vultures—smelling blood, or at least the promise of scandal. Their voices overlapped in chaos.

"Mr. Everhart, is it true you were banned from your own family's restaurant chain?"

"Are you impersonating an Everhart executive?"

"Did the board really vote to suspend your authority?"

Javier didn’t flinch. He adjusted the cuffs of his navy suit, slow and deliberate. Behind him, Valerie stayed close, eyes scanning the crowd, sharp and distrustful. But the noise surged louder when a black-clad woman with a silver Everhart press badge pushed forward.

“Javier Everhart,” she called with a sneer in her voice, “or should we say former CEO of Everhart Industries?”

The crowd chuckled. Someone let out a mocking whistle.

Javier turned to her, gaze cool. “And you are?”

“Camille Shaw. Everhart's new public relations director. Hired by Adrien himself,” she replied sweetly, her voice laced wi
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