Chapter 117 Chaos And Havoc

• Evelyn
• Oh my God! This can’t be happening—it was on air. The footage showed every damn detail. There wouldn't even be a way to cover this up later on.
• My anxiety spiked, my eyes wide and the glass falling from my trembling hand, the crimson wine staining the pristine white carpet below. But amid the chaos of the moment, neither I nor anyone else in the room spared a second thought for the spill. It was the news flashing across the television channel for me, and the worries crashed right into my very existence—I was beyond worried for Jacob at this point. He wasn’t the type to usually lose his calm, but this time, it seemed, he’d really lost it.