Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Fiona’s assistant Sullivan instantly turned pale with shock, frantically shaking her head at the reporters!

”N-no... it wasn’t me! I don’t know him at all!”

”That man’s crazy! Security, get him out of here!”

Assistant Sullivan was terrified—she was never as good an actress as Fiona, and her guilty conscience was practically written all over her face!

—She had indeed gone to the black market, but she’d gone totally disguised that day, wrapped up so tightly only her eyes were showing!

And that day, she never revealed her real identity!

How did this man recognize her?!

...

The reporters’ eyes were sharp—there were plenty of shrewd people in the crowd, and everyone instantly sensed something was truly off!

Sullivan’s expression was beyond panicked!

The way she rambled, she had zero confidence at all.

If the incident at the celebration really was orchestrated by Fiona and her mother behind the scenes, that would set the internet on fire—public attention would soar, and the newspaper sales would be through the roof!

A savvy reporter completely ignored Fiona and Sullivan’s objections, forming a human wall to block security while turning to the sharp-faced, monkey-eyed man.

”Sir, don’t be scared—truth can’t be faked, and what’s fake can’t be truthful. Since you say Miss Fiona had her assistant buy that kind of drug, how did you pay at the time?”

The scrawny man shot a look of contempt at Fiona and Sullivan, ignoring the terrified, ashen faces of the two women, each of his words sharp as a dagger.

”Miss Fiona spoke of splitting a deposit and final payment! Fifteen thousand for the deposit, twenty thousand for the balance!”

”Now that the job went wrong, they’re not even going to pay me the last twenty thousand!”

Fiona nearly spat blood from rage when she heard this!

”You’re slandering me! I don’t even know you, I never bought drugs from you—what deposit and final payment?!”

The man cast a sinister glance at Fiona before turning his gaze sharply to assistant Sullivan.

”Miss Fiona’s status is special—you indeed didn’t contact me yourself, but you had your assistant send the money!”

”I already thought her assistant was shady, covering her entire face except for her eyes. I checked the bank account right after getting the deposit!”

”And sure enough, it pointed right at you! I didn’t want to expose you, but since you have the nerve to stiff me for the last twenty thousand, what choice do I have?!”

Sullivan was so furious her legs started trembling. Acting on impulse, she immediately retorted.

”You’re lying! I never mentioned any final payment!”

Back then, it was clearly cash for goods—fifteen thousand for one bottle of new drugs was expensive enough, and the dose was small too!

...

The sharp-minded reporters instantly caught a hole in Sullivan’s words.

One reporter’s eyes lit up in excitement, and he pressed the mic closer to her.

”Assistant Sullivan, are you saying you really paid the fifteen thousand deposit?”

...

Sullivan realized she’d slipped; her face turned deathly pale as she looked at Fiona, even her lips trembling.

”I didn’t! I’d never buy something so vile!”

But the sharp-faced man burst out laughing, smacking a card on the table and jabbing a finger mockingly at Fiona and Sullivan.

”We’ll know the truth just by checking the bank statements! This is the card I used to receive the deposit!”

”And I’ve printed out the statement from that day! The payment came from someone named Rosie Sullivan, that’s Miss Fiona’s celebrity assistant!”

The man was obviously prepared—after the bank card, he slapped a printed bank record onto the table as well!

The crowd gasped in shock, craning their necks to look at the statement.

Right there on top, the payer’s name was indeed Rosie Sullivan.

...

Fiona finally understood what it meant to hoist a rock only to smash your own foot!

She’d only wanted to frame Cecilia back then, but not only did her scheme disgrace her own mother Florence Warner, now it was coming for her too!

A flash of malice flickered in Fiona’s eyes as she swept her gaze over the aggressive black market dealer—if looks could kill, he’d have died ten thousand times by now!

”Everyone quiet! Listen to me! These bank records can be forged! Who knows if they’re real or fake?!”

...

Cecilia stood in front of the TV, seeing how Fiona at ASC Television was still struggling to the end even with evidence right there. A cold sneer played at the corner of her lips.

She sent a text message right away.

—Right now, in front of the reporters, log into online banking on a computer and show them the detailed transactions.

With evidence this solid, she wanted to leave Fiona no escape—let’s see how much longer she could play innocent!

...

Adrian Law was standing right beside Cecilia, and naturally saw what his little wife was doing.

”My Cecilia is incredible.”

The girl leaned into the man’s arms, a trace of melancholy passing over her face.

”I was forced to—if I could have been protected from all this darkness, I wouldn’t have had to think so hard.”

Hearing Cecilia’s words, the man’s phoenix eyes flickered—something tender stirred in them.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Cecilia’s forehead, unbelievably loving and protective.

”Cecilia, as long as I’m here, I’ll always protect you. You can live simply, you don’t have to work yourself so hard.”

Cecilia hugged Adrian back, lifting her head to look earnestly at his stunningly handsome face, replying word by word.

”Adrian, but I don’t want to be a parasite—I want to protect you too.”

She wanted to be strong, to stand shoulder to shoulder with Adrian Law!

Not just to be worthy of him, but to defend the family they shared. One day, she would rise to his level and silence everyone who ever doubted them.

Adrian was taken aback by her words, a bittersweet ache filling his heart, quickly melting into honeyed sweetness.

”Silly Cecilia, nobody’s ever said they wanted to protect me before.”

”But... I’m really happy.”

Even if the black market dealer hadn’t shown up, he’d already arranged for someone else to help Cecilia fight back.

But seeing Cecilia stay calm and resourceful—he was content. Even if he stayed by her side every second, there were still hidden threats he couldn’t always counter. It was even better for them to grow strong together and face the storms as one.

...

Cecilia and Adrian stayed quietly in each other’s arms—though the TV broadcast was full of swords drawn and bows bent, their world was still cozy and warm.

Meanwhile, in the live broadcast, the black market dealer had already brought someone to set up a laptop, pulling up the bank transfer history on the spot!

Sullivan really had paid the money!

The whole crowd gasped!

Fiona’s face was drained of blood—she was about to push all the blame onto her assistant, claiming she knew nothing at all.

But suddenly, someone utterly unexpected stepped onstage!