However, they were disappointed.
Kaina made no statements, and there were no condemnations either.
It was as if they hadn’t seen that capricious press conference.
As Angela’s agent, Thomas acted as if he knew nothing about the incident.
Yet, while the media waited in vain for a statement from Kaina Film and Television, what they got instead was a news conference from the Byron Group.
The man who had always lived in the public’s imagination as the helmsman of the Byron Group appeared in front of everyone with Angela, as beautiful as an angel on his arm.
What was this situation?
Those with keen eyes had already noticed the matching diamond rings on their fingers.
The handsome man had an indifferent expression, looking down at the crowd as if he were an Emperor, high and mighty.
And Angela, standing by his side, seemed to have transformed into a different person in everyone’s eyes.
To everyone, Angela was a girl of pure temperament.
However, now her expression was not as cold as the man beside her, yet it was consistently indifferent, as if the passionate reporters and flashing lights around her did not exist at all.
If one were to make a comparison, she had changed from a sweet and innocent princess to a powerful and aloof ice queen.
Could it be that this was the true face of Angela?
Gerol didn’t say much, merely announcing the marriage news of the two simply.
Neither of them wanted to interact much with the reporters, leaving their respective agents to answer the media’s questions.
However, the media stated that they still had many questions waiting for the couple to answer.
Clearly battle-hardened, the two agents spoke in nothing but official tones, making it impossible to pry any useful information from them!
But as for the principals themselves, they were completely untraceable.
When he saw the news, Augustus was attending a private gathering.
People in their circles often had to attend various types of gatherings.
For instance, this small gathering, limited to some of the top names from the circle.
He stared blankly at his mobile phone.
Mortis came over, dressed in a red gown today, with her lips a fiery red, radiating dazzling brilliance.
"Come back to earth, Augustus," Mortis sighed inwardly and called to her old friend.
"With her status, she probably took up acting in films on a whim. Looking at her now, even the ’Angela’ we saw seems like nothing but an illusory shadow. And..."
"I know," Augustus lifted his head, cutting off her words with a smile devoid of any gloom.
"You underestimate me, Mortis, I’m fine."
Mortis glanced at him, shrugged, "Well, I hope so."
It wasn’t until after Mortis had left that Augustus allowed the smile to fade from his face.
Mortis understood him, so she left.
He knew it all, that she was getting married, that the "Angela" he knew was completely different from this woman.
He once thought he was close to her, but in reality, they were people from two different worlds.
He was aware of all this, yet his heart still ached so much.
Augustus tilted back his head and drained the glass of wine in one gulp.
Angela was like a gentle and fragrant breeze that appeared quietly in "Holy Ring" and then, after the end of "Holy Ring," she disappeared soundlessly from people’s sight.
All she left behind was a legend about beauty that no one could ever surpass.