Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 625 King Alcott's Pen

"I understand. Keep an eye on things, and if anything else comes up, let me know."

"Will do."

After hanging up, Violeta immediately called Hayden.

If her suspicions were correct, Evelina's assistant had been watching the entrance of Liberty Grove to track Hayden's car.

This could mean that their relationship had already been leaked.

Back when Hayden visited her on the The Golden Age set, it was possible that someone had taken note of his car without them realizing. This might be the perfect opportunity to make their relationship public.

However, they couldn't let Evelina take the lead. Hayden was a public official, one wrong move could easily lead to negative consequences.

Violeta shared her thoughts with Hayden, and they both recognized this as a good chance to go public with their relationship.

But it needed to be on their terms, not someone else's.

Violeta suggested, "Maybe we could leak some small details to the paparazzi ourselves, just to ease people into it. That way, when we officially announce it, it won't be too much of a shock." "Leak it ourselves?" Hayden mused.

But he had a different idea.

"Vio, it's better to let them discover it on their own rather than handing it to them."

them discover it? What are

it to me. Focus on your

Violeta added, a

it wasn't necessary. Hayden was reliable.

days later, Hayden returned from his business trip

Audi back to the Frost Residence while he

meant that Shania would never spot the Audi

of Defence and the Public Security were set to hold a joint press conference, during which Hayden would appear

first, Hayden needed

been silent for so long, finally posted something

of a

holding Montblanc's King

There was no caption.

the comment

finally tweeted again! I thought he'd never

No way, I

a big shot in finance could

There should be a Queen Viviana pen too, right? Is Frosty subtly

the other pen in the hands of Mrs.

en

Garden's penthouse was filled with

night while sipping water from a brown mug. His tall figure cast a

solid wood desk behind him lay the King Alcott