Chapter 8 - .8 Info
Jason stepped out of the car and adjusted his cuffs.
Flashes popped immediately. A small crowd of reporters had gathered just outside the dealership gates, cameras raised and mics outstretched. They swarmed like vultures the second he appeared, hurling questions about the broken engagement and rumors of corporate fallout. Security was already pushing them back, forming a protective wall as Jason walked briskly through the entrance.
He gave a small nod to the security guard and entered through the private elevator.
News spreads fast.
Corrected:
"Yun Heir Breaks Engagement with Han Group’s Alice Han!" Was already in the top 20 trending topic dispite it only being announced a couple hours ago.
He stepped into his personal office—an open-spaced sanctuary of glass, steel, and sharp edges—and sank into his leather chair with a quiet sigh. The scent of expensive wood polish still lingered in the air. Everything about the space screamed prestige, yet he barely noticed anymore.
He powered on his computer.
The corner of the screen pinged.
Unread Emails: 1,084.
"...Seriously?"