The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 59

The man who strode into the room exuded an air of cool detachment, standing tall and composed as if he had stepped out of a classic Hollywood film.

His features were chiseled and handsome, with an effortless elegance in every movement. A powerful, almost tangible aura surrounded him, leaving those in his presence breathless.

Upon his arrival, Stella instinctively clenched her fists, a glint of cold determination flashing in her eyes.

Like bees drawn to honey, the journalists swarmed around Haynes O'Brien.

"Mr. O'Brien, are you here to bring justice, to hold the murderer accountable?" one journalist eagerly asked.

"Mr. O'Brien, you've been silent about Mrs. O'Brien's alleged attack on Ms. Pearce. Does your silence mean you believe Mrs. O'Brien is guilty?" another pressed.

"Mr. O'Brien, are you planning to divorce Stella?" came a bold question from the back.

Cameras flashed incessantly, capturing every nuance of Haynes' impassive expression. He remained composed, looking as chilly as ever.

response to the barrage of questions, he said,

his gaze was piercing, making those around

Benson beside him, "Clear the room. The

stir, and the room buzzed with

moved gracefully toward Stella

escaped Stella's lips,

unwavering voice rose above the clamor. "Canceling the press conference, Mr. O'Brien? Afraid

cameras

What does she

more to this

conference,

deep and unreadable, fixed on her. He grasped her wrist gently, murmuring, "Let's talk this over at

back, shrugging off his hand with a

Haynes? So, I can keep taking the

hardened. "I'll handle this, Stella.