Chapter 1203
In just a few hours, every little detail of Brittany and Caspian's interactions had been dug up and laid bare for the world to see.
There were even rumors from private investigators that Brittany knew exactly who the father of her baby was from the start, aiming to pin it all on Eltham!
As soon as the news broke, Brittany was dragged through the mud online.
"The media is having a field day with this; what's our next move?"
Brittany saw this as an opportunity: "With all this exposure, it's high time to call off my engagement with Eltham."
She put down her phone.
Isaac, carrying a tray of food, walked into the dining room and gently helped Brittany to the table, "Let's keep lunch simple. Eltham is likely to show up this evening."
"Okay."
Holden was pacing around in distress, but the main subjects of the scandal seemed unfazed. He walked over to the dining table.
Just as he pulled out a chair, Brittany slid a bowl of soup toward him: "Bro, have some soup. Calm down a bit."
Holden felt like he was the overly anxious servant in a scenario where the emperor himself is calm: "Are you really not planning on making a statement to clear things up?" "How can we clarify the truth?" Brittany replied.
Isaac was peeling shrimp for Brittany, his movements swift and skilled: "Besides, the royal family is more panicked than we are."
The royal family always valued their reputation highly. Now that Brittany's reputation was in tatters, they naturally would try to suppress the scandal.
But this time, the scandal seemed too big to contain.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have blown up like this.
Seeing that they weren't worried, Holden finally relaxed: "Alright, this situation seems quite targeted at you two."
After peeling a plateful of shrimp for Brittany, Isaac went to wash his hands and came back with a glass of freshly squeezed juice: "You wanted some orange juice last night, try to drink less though." Brittany took the glass with a content smile, her eyes twinkling.
Holden... was speechless.
Alright, these two didn't seem to take the news to heart at all!
Meanwhile, at the royal household.
Despite the royal family's efforts, the news was still the talk of the town.
The Queen was furious: "I knew Brittany was trouble. How did this all get leaked?"
Eltham, too, was puzzled by the leak as he stood in the living room, trying to figure out who could have exposed those photos.
Seeing him distracted, the Queen commanded, "Bring Brittany here immediately."
She wanted to have a word with Brittany herself.
"I understand."
Eltham left the royal residence, with the online world in an uproar,
a few hours, Lynette Conglomerate's stock price had plummeted!
condemning Brittany. In just neNôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
The entire Lynette Conglomerate was in a state of panic.
The executives contacted Holden: "Mr. Lynette, Ms. Lynette's scandal has blown up. Do you think we should make a statement to clarify
things?" t
Looking at Brittany, who was dozing off after funch, Holden massaged his temples: "Just keep working as usual. Don't worry about this matter."
The executives were still worried: "But the stock price-"
"Ms. Lynette will handle it."
It seemed Brittany was ready for this day, making Holden feel like his frantic efforts over the last few hours were in vain. With Holden's assurance, the executives calmed down and focused on their work.
Numerous reporters were camped outside Lynette Conglomerate, hoping to catch Brittany, but she never showed up. Likewise, many journalists were waiting outside the Lynette family mansion, to no avail.
Instead, they saw Eltham arrive.
This time, Eltham drove an SUV straight into the villa complex.
The Lynette family mansion was heavily guarded.
As Eltham got out of the car and pushed open the mansion's grand doors, Holden was about to ask Isaac to hide.
But Isaac stood his ground, undaunted: "Bro, it's time we faced this."
Holden was uneasy.
The butler led Eltham inside: "Ms. Lynette, Mr. Salter, Master Holden, Prince Eltham has arrived."
Upon entering, Eltham immediately noticed Isaac sitting with Brittany.