Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 88 Smash Them

Outside

“Smash their equipment!”

The moment the female journalist heard Elliot’s commanding voice, the image of a face she’d seen in a business magazine flashed through her mind.

Elliot Andrews!

It was Elliot Andrews!

The distinguished head of the Andrews family, the esteemed Mr. Andrews!

Caught off guard and still reeling from the realization, the journalist hadn’t even recovered when her camera and other equipment were abruptly confiscated. As she reached out to reclaim them, she met Elliot’s icy gaze and felt as though she had plunged into an ice cave.

In that moment, she understood why almost everyone was so eager to leave.

It was because of Elliot!

Who would dare risk their lives to report on his affairs? Only those with a death wish!

Rooted to the spot, the journalist shivered.

While stories of his romantic escapades were certainly newsworthy, she lacked the courage to confront him. She didn’t dare attempt to retrieve her confiscated equipment. Her heartbeat accelerated with anxiety.

Just as her tools teetered on the edge of being destroyed, Elliot’s voice rang out once more, this time sounding almost celestial. She felt a momentary relief, grateful that her gender might spare her from further difficulties. However, Elliot then instructed, “Don’t smash them here. Take them outside.”

it down immediately! And tell all the journalists

this, the journalist’s legs turned to jelly, overwhelmed by the gravity of

the sealing of the

was that

my fault. I didn’t recognize you. Please, don’t hold this against us!”

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Elliot remained silent.

been fueled by the disruption of his sleep, compounded by the unsettling fact that Corynn had been drugged the

had

out!” The female journalist managed to break away from the grip of a guard, rushed to the door, and called out

his feet, someone draped a night robe

the robe and strode towards the

hope in her eyes. “Mr. Andrews, I assure you the photos will never be leaked.

here?”

quickly, “I don’t know. I just received a text on my phone saying

her phone, found the message, and showed

turned to look at Kaden, his tone

promptly took the phone from the female journalist, noted

Andrews, can we go now?” the journalist asked

did I say I would let you go? I gave you a chance to leave, but you chose to

stay.”

have deleted the photos voluntarily if he weren’t Elliot Andrews?