Chapter 197 Refocus

• *Sandra’s POV*
• Sly rolled up just in time for my speech, looking sharp as ever—like, painfully sharp. Front row seat, of course, sitting right there next to a journalist who clearly wasn’t expecting him. The shock on their face was priceless.
• As I wrapped up my speech, my eyes found his, locked in like we had our own little secret. I mean, I was saying all the right things, but he was the reason I stayed grounded.