Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Maisie was taken aback. She didn't have the opportunity to respond before another journalist from a different media outlet stood up.

"We've heard that you had a relationship with Mr. Daniel Quimby. Do you still maintain contact to this day?"

"There have been sightings of you and Mr. Quimby entering and leaving a hotel. Can you confirm if this is true?"

Maisie's heart pounded as she clenched her fists. She glanced at Rachael, who nodded, giving her an affirming look. Lily had anticipated these questions.

Before the event, the PR team had prepared the best answers for each question, delicately skirting around the issues and redirecting the conversation toward her next book.

Maisie had memorized every word perfectly, but now, she didn't want to say a single word. The official responses weren't what she wanted.

Facing these journalists reminded her—were these the same faces from the boardroom pressuring Daniel to resign? Perhaps Daniel's situation was a thousand times more brutal than this...

Maisie collected herself.

the silence of the room, all eyes were

in the book are purely fictional for the sake of the story's completeness and dramatic effect. There's no personal experience behind any of it. You're

The journalists exchanged

also surprised. This part didn't seem to be

"Next. Since it's not based on personal experience, it's even more improbable for it to have

you be

matters have nothing to do with Daniel Quimby!" Maisie stared coldly at the journalist. "I know what's

in this kind of gossip! He and I are also good friends... He's taught me

expressions seemed

but the sightings of