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.

to the barrage of questions, he said, "Please,

was calm, his gaze was piercing, making those around him shiver and instinctively step

cut through the crowd and turned to Benson beside him, "Clear the room. The

and the room buzzed with

gracefully toward Stella on

sarcastic laugh escaped Stella's lips,

press conference, Mr. O'Brien? Afraid I might reveal something that would seal Ms. Pearce's

focus shifted back to Stella, cameras and recorders once again capturing

fate? What

more to this

conference, there must be something

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

off his hand with

I can keep taking the fall for Ms. Pearce and endure all

this, Stella. Let's go home