Chapter 406

Richard Lowell had been riding high lately. His passion project "River Banquet" was about to hit theaters.

This film carried the hopes of Lowell Entertainment's comeback.

He was reviewing promotional materials in his office when his assistant burst in.

"Director Lowell, we have an emergency!"

Richard frowned. "What's so urgent?"

"Miss Emily's scandal just broke!"

Richard's stomach dropped. "What happened?"

"It's all over the internet... You should see for yourself..."

The assistant handed over a tablet displaying Emily Lowell's damaging headlines alongside a joint statement from Valdemar Group and Chloe Preston.

"Director, what do we do?"

With the film's promotion imminent, a lead actress scandal spelled disaster.

Richard felt his temples throbbing.

It took him five full minutes to process the information.

Sophia was pregnant?

With Alexander Valdemar's child?

That girl had actually climbed her way into the Valdemar family?

No.

He shook his head sharply.

Emily's crisis took priority now.

Snatching his assistant's phone, he dialed Sophia's number.

"Hello?"

Hearing his daughter's calm voice, Richard barked, "Sophia! Must you destroy your sister? Get Valdemar Group to retract that statement immediately. Come home for dinner tonight—don't air our dirty laundry in public—"

Sophia had just finished her prenatal checkup. She laughed coldly. "Richard, stop pretending. My relationship with Emily is a hundred times worse than whatever's online."

Richard exploded. "Sophia! I'm your father! You'll do as I say!"

"Sorry, I'm an orphan. No parents. Don't call again."

As Sophia moved to hang up, Alexander suddenly stopped her.

Richard's enraged screams continued through the receiver: "You wretched bastard! I should've let you die at the butcher's! A slut like you deserves—"

The tirade cut off abruptly.

An arctic voice came through the line: "So this is how Director Lowell speaks of my wife."

The tone carried such lethal chill it seemed to freeze the airwaves.

Richard's face drained of color.

He never imagined Alexander would be with Sophia.

The Valdemar Group CEO had just awoken—why was he accompanying her?

"M-Mr. Valdemar..."

Alexander's voice could have flash-frozen hell: "Since Director Lowell holds my wife in such contempt, consider this your last communication."