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of the grand Westfield estate, I knew something was wrong: My mother pacing around with arms crossed, face a

gan, her tone frost

ut of the mess. Now, however, it was utterly unavoidable. The tabloids, the media circus-all out of

adlines," I said while trying to brush

nder. Why is this all coming out about the engagement through the media? Yo

. "It wasn't supposed to be like this. It was a temporary thing to p

is not how we do things, Alexander. The media will believe whatever they want, but you don't make it easy

ing a pang of regret. But there was a part of me that still saw the benefits in the publicity. The investors were eating it up, and even th

putation. This isn't just a business matter. You've dragged your personal life now into spectacle. A different appro

y? But at this point, the damage is done. The media is call

y. "You're letting the press dominate the subject. You can'

ory acknowledgment. "I'll deal with it," I promised. "

. Remarkably quiet, she had just finished looking at the spectacle, an

a stomach knot. "It'

anyone. You are engaged to some random woman from Dales?

u explain the situation when it is

ok level-headed. "It wasn't meant for public view. It was suppos

ce in her voice. "Quit letting things get out of hand. If it's rea

laire. I will talk to the media and set the record straight. But I must h

it softened. "If you care about this woman, then

o settle in the mind, "It's not just for your business, Alexande

houlders. They told the truth. I was busy attempting to control

but this time, with more convict

corridor to my office and realized just how much there was to lose.... Not just t

eally capable of fixing th