Chapter 60
Chapter 60:
Laurence never imagined Helena would dig in her heels at a moment like this.
The Helena he remembered had always toed the line—never once raising her voice. When had she grown such a spine?
His voice turned sharp, arrogance twisting his face. “You don’t get to decide whether you stay or go! Have you forgotten who I am? I’m the station’s deputy manager. I can sack a weather anchor whenever I want p>
Helena pushed down the bile rising in her throat, carefully choosing her words. “The photos your wife has? They’ve been doctored. Your mistress? Someone else entirely. I was doing my job—and got ambushed by your wife. That’s the truth. I’ll let the lawyers sort it out. The court can have the final say p>
Laurence blinked, caught off guard. “You’ve lost your mind. You really think you can take on Nexus all by yourself p>
Helena’s voice remained cold. “Why? Getting nervous? Scared your real skeletons might tumble out of the closet p>
Laurence was speechless. Word around the station was that Helena came from nothing, her father stuck in a vegetative state. So where was this firepower coming from?
Laurence grasped for control. “Helena, if you resign quietly and shoulder the blame, the other women won’t get dragged into this mess. Isn’t that better for everyone p>
Cassandra’s brow furrowed. Something in his words felt off. “Hold on—are you playing me? So she’s really not your mistress? Then who is? Just how many are you hiding out there p>
Laurence’s panic flared. “Why would you take her word over mine p>
Helena remained steady. “Mrs. Palmer, maybe you should check your husband’s messages with Neville. Your husband’s clever at covering his tracks, but he and Neville have been working together to lure Nexus TV’s female staff into bed. I doubt he’s deleted all the evidence p>
Cassandra’s eyes narrowed with sudden clarity. Without hesitation, she snatched Laurence’s phone and dove into his chats.
Seconds later, explicit messages hit her, and her face crumpled in disbelief.
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“All these years—you’ve been cheating on me behind my back?! Laurence!” Rage and heartbreak collided as Cassandra lunged at Laurence, grabbing his hair.
Laurence let out a strangled yelp, hurling insults and flailing as their fight spiraled into a full-blown scuffle.
Helena didn’t stick around to watch the fight. She turned on her heel and left the lounge without a backward glance.
Outside, Dominick and Tessa hovered anxiously, rattled by the chaos echoing behind the door.
They wanted to offer words of comfort, but nothing seemed right in the moment.
Just then, Helena’s phone rang in her hand.
The name on the screen squeezed her heart like a vice—Alden. She picked up, and before she could utter a word, the dam broke. Tears streamed freely.
When Alden heard her sobs, something heavy settled in his chest.
“I’ve come to take you home,” he said.
He didn’t press her for details. The moment he heard about the scandal, he’d dropped everything and rushed into the city. Now, he was already waiting in the Nexus TV parking lot.
Helena dashed toward the exit, her pace quickening with every step.
Dominick and Tessa fended off persistent reporters, clearing the path. Helena’s hair was a mess—still tangled from Cassandra’s earlier attack—but there was no time to fix it. Her eyes locked on a pair of flashing hazard lights ahead, like a lighthouse cutting through the storm, guiding her to safe harbor.
She just needed to reach Alden.
But before she could, the car door swung open—and it wasn’t Alden who stepped out. It was Gemma, flanked by two burly bodyguards with faces full of menace.
Her eyes narrowed, venom dripping from her voice. “After everything, you still dare to crawl back to Alden? He’s going to hand you divorce papers the second he sees your damn face. I won’t let this happen. You’re coming with me. Now p>