During moments of passion, when he treated her tenderly like a precious gem, he had once kissed her all over with joy, saying, “Mine, mine, Callie, you are mine.”
But now, in the top floor of this awe-inspiring building, Nelson stood tense, looking at his beloved Callie with a heavy heart. “Callie, maybe I have wronged you in some ways, but how could you do this to me?”
Nelson had seen the dark hickeys on Callie’s neck with his own eyes, and Callie had seen Nelson’s eyes turn red.
“Your reputation, your father’s reputation, and the reputation of our Oconnor family-are they all worthless to you?”
Callie collapsed to the ground in despair, swallowing her tears as she looked up. She could feel that someone was out to destroy her.
…
After all the crying and pain, this matter had to be dealt with.
Moreover, for Oconnor Group, this matter could not be delayed.
It was the twenty-first day, the first day of Nelson’s twenty-seventh year.
At two in the afternoon, Oconnor Group held a press conference. Nelson brought Callie to personally address the public.
He was always calm and composed. Even though his heart had shattered into pieces, no one would know that just a few hours ago, he had shed tears.
Reporters presented the widely circulated photos of Callie with a man whose face was obscured. Questions were relentless.
Nelson gripped Callie’s hand tightly, his expression mixed with anger. “My wife and I have known each other for many years and are deeply in love. She could never cheat. Even if she did have an affair, how could such photos be leaked? Whoever framed us will be held accountable by me.”
How could he not pursue it? Now facing Callie were mountains of accusations. The onlookers gossiped about her body and her shameless affair, while Nelson was subjected to malicious speculations.
There is nothing new under the sun; everyone talks about the scandals of the wealthy, but they usually happen quietly. A public scandal like Callie’s was almost unheard of.
Facing numerous cameras and flashing lights, Callie could almost imagine what was being spread online. She couldn’t collapse now, but the hand holding hers felt devoid of warmth.
The media demanded an explanation from Callie.
Callie tightly gripped Nelson’s hand in return, forcing a smile for the cameras. “The police are involved. Once the truth is uncovered, I don’t mind making it public. I…”
She paused, wanting to say she had a clear conscience but couldn’t bring herself to utter the words. “I will severely punish those who orchestrated this.”
Nelson didn’t look at her. Facing the cameras, his eyes were sharp. “I urge everyone, including those watching the live broadcast, to stop spreading and delete my wife’s photos immediately. If this continues, I will take legal action to eliminate the impact.”
His response was firm and resolute.
A few people remarked on Nelson’s unwavering support for Callie.
But no one saw that after the press conference ended, Nelson immediately let go of Callie’s hand and instructed Kieran, “Send her to Paucaster Villa.”
Then he ordered the secretarial team to clean up all photos online and immediately block any accounts that posted them.