?<strong>Chapter 1152:</strong>


    “Find out which news outlet employs that reporter,” Madisyn demanded, her voice sharp and unyielding.


    “Hurting the person he’s interviewing—does this count as professional conduct in their world?”


    The secretary blinked, momentarily stunned, before hurriedly replying, “Got it, Miss Johns.”


    Shouldn’t Madisyn’s attention be on Milly?


    After all, Milly had bypassed thepany’s carefully nned response strategy, throwing the entire PR n into chaos.


    The secretary hesitated, unsure, before asking cautiously, “Miss Johns, since Milly has confirmed the rtionship, what’s thepany’s next move?”


    Madisyn couldn’t get over the audacity of that reporter. If hearing his remarks had angered her, how much worse must it have been for Milly, who was utterly devoted to Howard?


    “Since Milly has decided to go public, we’ll back her,” Madisyn said firmly.


    “Draft a congrattory post for thepany’s Twitter ount. And make sure we filewsuits against the paparazzo who took that video. I want this handled immediately.”


    The secretary nodded quickly.


    “Understood, Miss Johns.”


    There was an unmistakable admiration in the secretary’s gaze. She had worked under many bosses, but this was the first time she had encountered one so fiercely loyal to their artists. Even though Milly’s impulsiveness might cost thepany, Madisyn was willing to support her within reasonable bounds.


    The secretary wasted no time, delegating tasks to ensure everything was handled.


    Meanwhile, Milly sat in the back of a car, her earlier emotional storm giving way to a somber realization. Next to her, Sadie let out a heavy sigh, her disappointment palpable.


    Milly lowered her gaze, her voice barely audible.


    “I’m sorry.”


    Sadie looked at Milly with a mix of frustration and helplessness.


    “Milly, I’ve been managing you for so long, and you’ve always been dependable. But you’ve kept your rtionship a secret from me all this time? Miss Johns has personally called me and…”


    “Told me to take you back. Do you have any idea how I’m supposed to exin this mess you’ve created?”


    Milly bit her lip, guilt flickering across her face. She waited until Sadie finished before quietly saying, “I need to make a call.”


    Sadie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.


    “Go ahead,” she said, waving a hand in exasperation.


    Milly pulled out her phone and dialed Howard’s number.


    The moment the call connected, her voice softened.


    “I was reckless earlier,” she admitted.


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