Chapter 659
Riverdale, First Palace villa. Today, Wynn was dressed very tastefully, wearing a backless black dress while having on delicate
makeup. She looked at herself in the mirror while Anne behind her grinned broadly and said,
“Wynn, you’re so beautiful. Such poise.” Wynn smiled, turned around, picked her handbag decisively, and said, “Let’s go.” Today
was the day of the press conference held by Beacon, which Wynn had been preparing for the whole day. Ever since Philip left
Riverdale yesterday, Wynn had been busy preparing for it. As she trusted Philip, the press conference today was particularly well
prepared and grand. As for what was going to happen, Wynn had found out from Howard. This press conference was held to
announce that Beacon would set up a new board of directors and that new investors would be joining the board. In other words,
Beacon would get rid of the previous board of directors and become truly independent as Wynn's own company. Howard had
also been busy all day because of this. This was a task that Philip had given him. At the door, Howard was already waiting in his
Mercedes-Benz with his girlfriend, Hayley Jorge, in the car. Watching Wynn step out, Martha, who was sitting in the living room,
could be said to have been holding back for many days. These days, she finally controlled herself. She did not cause trouble or
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdo anything. Every day, she just spent time watching TV or visiting her friends. This time, as Wynn was going out, Martha asked,
“Wynnie, where are you going?” Wynn was not concerned.
She hugged Mila and said casually, “The company is holding a press conference and I’m hosting it.”
Martha was perplexed. A press conference?
“What press conference? Is this about the three billion investment?” Talking about money, Martha's
eyes were full of dollar signs. She was so excited that she could not wait to run to the press
conference. Wynn explained.
“Probably. Philip said his friend has returned.” Mamma Mia! Martha was ecstatic. Philip’s friend was
such a big tycoon who could invest three billion just like that. She began to conjure little plans again. It
would be brilliant if this person could be invited home. That guy Philip actually had such a great friend.
It seemed that brat was really not simple. Yes, she must treat him better in the future. “Okay, Mom, I
have to go now,” Wynn said, waving at Mila before she left. Martha remained in the living room for a
while, feeling more uneasy the more she thought about it. Then, she got up, walked to the bedroom,
put on new clothes, and went out with a bag. “Aunt Martha, where are you going? Will you be back for
dinner?” Anne asked casually since she would be cooking. “I won’t be back. Take good care of the
house. If I come back and see a little dust in the house, I’ll beat you to death!” Martha disliked Anne,
much less Mila who was always around her. However, after that night, she controlled herself and dared
not do anything to Mila again.
The time was not ripe. As Giada had mentioned, when necessary, even the small one would do. After
she went out, Martha visited her old friends to show off different kinds of things and even bragged that
she would bring everyone to the press conference tonight. Would anyone dare to stop her from
attending the press conference organized by her daughter’s company?
Wynn and Howard arrived at the press conference site. It was arranged in an orderly manner and
seemed quite distinguished. The venue was at the Shangri-La Hotel. Cynthia Larson was responsible
for the setup. “Miss Johnston, it has been a long time. You still look gorgeous as always.”
Cynthia walked forward with a smile. She was dressed in a red evening gown, looking very enchanting and sexy. As expected of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe walking signboard of Shangri-La Hotel, Cynthia was the only person present who could compete with Wynn. “Miss Larson,
you’re too kind,” Wynn responded courteously. Two goddess-level figures standing together would naturally attract the gazes and
attention of many people. The media present were especially excited and took pictures continuously. This was big news.
Very soon in the evening, there was only half an hour before the press conference would begin. At the entrance of Shangri-La
Hotel on the red-carpet avenue, well-known entrepreneurs from Riverdale arrived one after another. All kinds of luxury cars
stopped at the door one by one. Wynn led the company's senior officials and stood in the lobby, welcoming the dignitaries. “The
Michaels family of Golden City, Blake Michaels, chairman of Michaels Corp, and his son Houston Michaels have arrived!”
Following the announcement of the waiter, Wynn, who was standing in the hall, saw two people walking slowly through the door.
It was none other than Blake Michaels and his son, Houston Michaels. Blake’s face was ruddy while his lips were curled at the
corners with a confident smile. He shook hands with Wynn and said, “Congratulations, Madam Johnston. I heard you’ve found
new investors. This is making Beacon an independent entity and creating a whole new world indeed.” His words were full of
sarcasm.