#Chapter 252: Silent Support

Charles A satisfied smile played on my lips as I watched Grace navigate the press conference with the grace of a seasoned politician. Now that she wasn't mentally and metaphysically fighting off the werewolf curse as it, she seemed more confident. The harsh, cold sunlight glinted off her determined expression, highlighting the fire in her eyes. She fielded questions with poise and authority, weaving a compelling narrative about Moonlight Phoenix and the hope it offered the werewolf community. The audience, a sea of expectant faces, hung onto her every word. Even the vultures who had been sent here to discredit her seemed to be stunned by her change. A collective sigh of relief rippled through the crowd when she addressed the timeline for the production. It seemed like Wolfe Medical would be dipping into my investment sooner than Grace initially believed. Good. It meant this charade of hiding our relationship was crawling to an end. The only thing still hanging in the air was what t