Chapter 308

Chapter 308:
And up until now, Serena hadn’t had a single public scandal.
Even this supposed scandal was murky. There was no confirmation yet. Those higher-ups in charge knew how this industry worked—nothing was ever as simple as it looked.
With the show’s overall message being hopeful and socially positive, canceling it outright wouldn’t be their first option.
Their research had also shown that in similar situations, the common solution was to quietly edit out the controversial individuals.
Besides, the authorities wouldn’t make a snap decision. There would be meetings, discussions, and protocols.
And with their document submission, they had officially flagged their interest in an internal investigation—and requested a final deadline before the last livestream aired.
The decision-makers would want proper evidence, which bought them precious, much-needed time to handle things.
“If it gets too bad, I’ll just reveal my identity,” Millie said, hitting the Enter key to send a file to Charles. “But I don’t think we’ll have to go that far.”
Other matters were being taken care of by staff at Evans Entertainment, who were now liaising directly with the right departments.
The delay strategy was now mostly set.
All that was left… was to finalize her divorce from Brandon.
Millie glanced at the others and said, “I think we’ve done enough for today.” She decided to finish up on her own.
Exhausted, the rest of the group said their goodbyes and headed out.
When Millie finally got home, it was already late.
Worried that she might not wake up in time to take Ari to school the following day, she set several alarms, just to be safe. Afterward, she drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Meanwhile, Charles managed to slip past his brothers and relay Millie’s plan to Napier.
Napier didn’t respond right away. He just scrutinized his grandson, leaving Charles squirming under the weight of his silence.
“Grandpa, why are you staring at me like that?” Charles asked uneasily. “Did I say something wrong?”
Napier’s face was unreadable as he took a seat. This only made Charles more anxious.
What did that look mean? Was it bad?
Sweat began to form on his brow.
“I just don’t understand why she chose you,” Napier finally said, shaking his head as he gave Charles a slow once-over. “You barely look put together, you’ve got a hot temper, and compared to your brothers, you were never the skilled one. You act on impulse far too often. So why you?”
Charles felt a jolt of irritation. “Barely put together?”
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