Chapter 478

The crowd surged forward like a frenzied tide.

Everyone pushed to get to the front.

Anna Ross was nearly trampled.

She stumbled backward.

A hand swiftly caught her wrist.

Adrian Sinclair steadied her.

Her heart pounded violently.

The air buzzed with chaotic shouts and camera shutters.

She withdrew her hand and murmured her thanks.

Their eyes met briefly.

As Anna turned, she noticed a woman.

The woman was twisting the cap off a water bottle.

Her eyes burned with hostility.

Anna immediately grew alert.

The woman suddenly charged forward.

Her gaze fixed intently on Adrian.

She raised the bottle high.

Swinging it toward his face.

Anna rushed forward without hesitation.

A sharp slap echoed.

The bottle hit the ground.

Cold water drenched Anna completely.

Everyone froze.

The woman who threw the bottle stood rigid.

A cold wind blew.

Anna shivered violently.

She pushed back her soaked hair.

A coat was draped over her shoulders.

She looked up into Adrian's eyes.

Surprise and concern filled his gaze.

Reporters snapped photos frantically.

"Adrian Sinclair, how dare you fire long-term employees!"

A shrill female voice pierced the air.

Anna recognized the troublemaker.

The family member of Patrick Murphy.

The crowd stirred restlessly.

Anna glanced at Adrian.

Anger ignited in his eyes.

He turned to face the crowd.

A cold smile curled his lips.

"You want an explanation? I'll give you one."

Noah Watson promptly handed him a file.

Adrian held the documents up for all to see.

"This is the explanation you demanded."

Noah passed the file to the woman.

Everyone held their breath.

The woman's expression shifted from rage to shock.

Others sensed the change.

Their faces paled.

"Impossible! This must be fake!"

The woman threw the file to the ground.

Reporters crowded around to examine it.

Gasps of astonishment rippled through them.

Adrian spoke slowly, his voice icy.

"These are Patrick Murphy's 'accomplishments.'"

"I intended only to dismiss him."

"But you insisted on pushing further."

He glared coldly at the woman.

"You shouldn't have thrown that bottle."

"Especially not at the wrong person."

The woman's face turned ashen.

Regret flooded her eyes.