Lovely wife 224

Tomatoes and Eggs

The murmurs started in waves. Phones lit up. Thumbs moved fast. Maria could see it before she even heard it-a change in the room's atmosphere. The press row on the left turned into a sea of whispering mouths and shifting glances.

Then someone shouted, "Is it true?"

Another voice broke in, louder, more desperate. "Sarano's been hospitalized?"

"What happened?"

"Was it an overdose?"

The word stuck like a blade. Maria's stomach dropped. Her fingers went numb around the folder in her hand. Cassandra Sarano was in the hospital?

Almost immediately, the moderator stepped forward, lifting his mic. "Please-

"Sleeping pills," someone said. "It's trending already. Multiple sources say she took an entire bottle-

"-found unconscious in her penthouse. It's confirmed!"

The press went into a frenzy.

"Ms. Alcaraz! Did you know she was in this state?"

"Was this triggered by your lawsuit?"

"Isabella Rossi pushed her too far-is that your position?"

Maria tried to raise her voice. "No statement-please, we will confirm details once verified-

"Are you saying this isn't real?"

A flash from the left. A reporter's mic was thrust toward her. Another camera followed, nearly hitting her shoulder Then a woman from the back screamed, "You people drove her to this!"

Security immediately shifted forward, but they weren't fast enough. The back barrier collapsed.

Five-no, six individuals in fan gear pushed into the conference area. Shirts with Cassandra's name. Bracelets. Phone cameras are already recording. The first one hurled a tomato that burst against Nolan Reeve's chest. He jerked back, stunned.

Then another came flying. It hit Maria square on the side. Her blazer instantly soaked with thick, acidic pulp. "Stop!" the moderator yelled. "Security!"

Eggs came next. One splattered on the table beside the podium. Another struck a Horvath junior counsel in the cheek. He went down hard.

"You think we're stupid?!" one of the intruders yelled. "You silence her, then throw lawsuits at her?!"

was crying out for

the floor and slammed into Maria's ankle. The sharp sting cut through the noise,

flew past her head. She heard the

climbed onto

OD'ed because of you!" one

Chaos immediately broke out.

Others slipped free. One fan lunged

as her voice cracked through it: "You're going to pay for what you

a spotlight and shattered the bulb. Sparks snapped as the metal rig

shoes slid on the egg-soaked floor. Security finally pushed a path

the curtain.

back just before she

barked, his own

against the wall, breath heavy, heart hammering. Her thoughts tried to catch

Cassandra

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Her eyes narrowed.

had always

And this?

like another

against the concrete floor Behind

another hallway filled with people. Cameramen Reporters. Some wore badges. Others didn't. A few shoved

you deny pushing

say

now? is she not strong enough to face

retaliation or emotional

of her

However, no one moved

mic bumped her shoulder. Maria tried to push

Alcaraz, how do you justify your actions

you aware Cassandra was mentally

your legal team continue the filing after she begged for

pushed forward, shouting. "This was planned, wasn't it?

on the floor beside Maria's

he could. Two junior associates flanked them, trying to widen the path. It didn't help. Phones hovered inches away from Maria's face. Some people were filming vertically. Others live-streaming. She

"She's here. That's her."

is the woman who

of the press kit images from last year.

Maria's elbow. "Why won't you say something?! Say you regret

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