129: Unveiling Intentions

As the night's festivities began to wind down, Wayne observed Desmond's carefully calculated movements with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. The whispers and discreet glances from the surrounding crowd didn't escape his notice, prompting a barely perceptible lift of his eyebrow. "Discussing business can wait for office hours. Emma and I are heading out. Unless you've got something pressing, I suggest you do the same. We need to keep tonight's uproar under wraps. The last thing I want is my sister's name making rounds in the gossip columns tomorrow." Desmond's playful retort didn't miss a beat. "Oh, come now, Wayne. Even if it's not about me, Emma's bound to be linked with Alex one way or another. Rather than her name in the gossip sections, I'd wager a feature in the business news with Alex might be more probable." Wayne's protective stance was clear—he preferred Emma out of the limelight. But given the evening's turn of events, avoiding media attention seemed improbable.