Chapter 956

In the Legacy Hotel, Cathryn scrolled through the nasty online comments with growing irritation. Kale knocked on the door. “Miss Bernard, it’s almost time.”

“Come in,” Cathryn answered.

Kale stepped inside and saw Cathryn dressed in an off-the-shoulder evening gown. She looked elegant and regal, embodying the image of a perfect socialite. Despite her refined upbringing, Cathryn had been shielded from the harshness of the outside world due to her fragile health. Facing such a violent onslaught from the internet, she could barely hold herself together.

“Where’s Drake? I want to see him.”

“Mr. Lowe is still changing and not available right now.”

Cathryn shoved her phone toward him, the screen lit up with those venomous comments. “He’d better have an explanation for this. Aren’t you even trying to do PR work?”

Back when Debra was slandered online, Marion immediately had a PR team clean it up. But now, Drake was doing nothing for her.

Kale glanced at the phone and said, “Don’t worry, Miss Bernard. I’ll deliver your message to him. But in ten minutes, you need to go downstairs to greet the guests. Most of them are business partners who used to work with your family.”

He turned and left the room. Cathryn stared at the comments with growing anxiety. She was afraid Marion would think ill of her when he saw them.

In his suite, Drake changed his clothes and did his hair. Kale came in and reported, “Boss, Miss Bernard doesn’t seem very happy.”

“How so?”

“The internet’s flooded with insults. Everyone’s calling her a homewrecker.”

Drake brushed a hand through his hair, fixing an errant strand. “Whatever. They’re not insulting me anyway.”

“But Miss Bernard doesn’t seem to have the strongest nerves, and she’s been asking why we haven’t hired a PR team to deal with it.”

Drake adjusted the cuffs of his shirt, snorting, “The bigger the mess, the better. Hiring a PR team would only ruin the show. I laid out the pros and cons, and she accepted. This is not on us.”

“Fair enough.”

He turned to Kale, spreading his arms as if inviting judgment. “Well? How do I look?”

“Perfect.”

“I think so too. So, how about Debra and Marion? Are they here yet?”

“I checked earlier. No sign of them so far. Are they not coming?”

“Marion might skip it, but Debra? She’ll be here.”

Chapter 957