Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 292 Make It Public

Eric disregarded Elsa's flustered expression. He ushered me into the car after saying his piece. After we got inside, he didn't chat with me as usual but had his head lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

I cautiously glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Eric pursed his lips, remaining silent.

I could only shrug and remain seated beside him in silence.

Eric eventually snapped out of his reverie. He turned to me with a serious expression and said, "I think it's time for us to make it public. It's time for us to announce our marriage to the world."

I stared at him in a daze, my thoughts momentarily suspended. I suddenly recalled what Elsa had said earlier and explained, "You ought to know that Elsa's just trying to drive a wedge between us, Eric. You shouldn't let it get to you."

We had decided to keep their marriage a secret, after all. There was just too much going on, and going public with our marriage would inevitably draw the predatory gaze of unscrupulous media outlets. In the worst-case scenario, it would even affect Brown Group and Flint Group.

Therefore, we initially agreed to keep it a secret for the time being and only planned to announce it when the right opportunity came. I just didn't expect Elsa's words today to stir such a strong reaction in Eric.

for quite some time now, and both Brown Group and Flint Group have grown stronger since then. It's in both our interests to publicize our marriage now, wouldn't you

Eric's line of thought, announcing

Eric hesitated briefly before continuing, "And besides, making it public would actually make

compelled me to nod instinctively. I finally came back to my senses and was met with Eric's triumphant countenance. I thought I even caught him letting out a small sigh of

that, though. It might seem a

anniversary soon. That would

"I guess that works too. It'll just add to the

said that, I turned my gaze toward Eric. Upon noticing the barely suppressed smile on his face, I

to broach the subject with you. And

sly fox, constantly

tapped my forehead with his finger, and asked with a teasing smile,

in your head,

saying, "Of course not! You're reading