Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

“I’ll resign.”

“Resign?” Damien chuckled lightly. His arms were folded across his chest, and his dark eyes were coldly fixed on her. “You’re being overly optimistic.”

“If you don’t attend the wedding, your report will be nothing more than fabricated news. If you don’t write anything, it indicates a lack of commitment to the company. I’ll dismiss you for your lack of professional ethics and simultaneously publish your unethical conduct in SumTimes. Consequently, you may have to bid farewell to a career in journalism.”

Gwenn’s face instantly drained of color. “You’re deliberately making things difficult for me!” Her hands balled into tight fists, and she glared at Damien furiously. “The Quinnell family said I’m not welcome. How can I possibly attend the wedding, let alone write a report?!”

“It’s quite simple.” Damien shrugged. “Apologize.”

admit your mistakes. If your apology is

clenched into tight fists at her sides. She looked up, her eyes seething with

a deep affection and passion for this profession. She

media industry always spread much faster than in other sectors. Moreover, SumTimes held significant influence

the line?” Damien sneered. His icy gaze was fixed on Gwenn. “Didn’t you do the

of how her hand was injured, and you knew she wouldn’t admit the real cause of her injury, so you forced her to admit she was an

“Do you think I’m crossing the line by treating you the same way you treated my wife? Wasn’t what you did out of

you aware of how Cherise injured her hand, Damien?” She laughed when Damien brought up this matter. “Since you know about it, why not clarify the matter before Dad today?” She raised her brows and glanced at Beckham behind her. “Did Cherise get injured, or was she being unprofessional?”