"Hmm," Nicholas Croft replied indifferently, striding quickly towards the company’s conference room.

Hannah Hargrave jogged along to catch up, Assistant Tang glanced at her meaningfully and slightly nodded as a greeting. Although no longer as enthusiastic as before, Hannah was unperturbed.

As long as the press conference is held, as long as the wedding is held, the whole world will know that she, Hannah Hargrave, is Nicholas Croft’s legitimate wife!

Nicholas Croft swiftly entered the elevator, standing inside with an expressionless gaze as Hannah jogged towards him. Once inside, he raised his hand to press the number button, and while the elevator ascended, he maintained a silence towards Hannah, not exchanging a single word.

The elevator stopped, the door opened, Nicholas Croft again quickly walked out. Upon reaching the conference room door, he turned and looked at Hannah with a cold expression.

Hannah, wearing high heels of over ten centimeters, was quite exhausted from jogging all the way. Seeing the man staring coldly at her, she secretly took a deep breath and slowed her pace defiantly, since she wasn’t in a hurry.

Seeing Hannah deliberately teasing him, Nicholas Croft simply pushed open the conference room door and went inside. Hannah hurriedly jogged over once more.

The two almost entered simultaneously, as invited journalists raised their cameras to take a flurry of photos of them.

"Director Croft, could you first reveal the purpose of today’s press conference?"

A journalist with an impatient streak asked, Nicholas Croft did not avoid the question and grabbed Hannah’s wrist. Without waiting to reach the podium, he directly announced to the reporters.

"Dear journalist friends, the reason for inviting you here today is to have you witness something for Croft. I, Nicholas Croft, have already divorced my wife Sophie Foster, oh, that is Miss Beatrice Hargrave, and now, my wife is the lady standing beside me, Miss Hannah Hargrave."

As Nicholas Croft’s words fell, the journalists were in an uproar, looking at each other in shock, and those who reacted quickly hurriedly set up their cameras to photograph the two.

"Director Croft, could you share with us why you made such a decision, considering there was no prior hint of this," a journalist stretched the microphone towards Nicholas Croft, who refused with an expressionless face, "not convenient to disclose."

The journalists, unwilling to give up, extended the microphone towards Hannah Hargrave, "Then what about Director Hargrave, could you share with us?"

Facing the media friends, Hannah raised a poised smile, just about to answer when she was blocked by Nicholas Croft.

"Sorry, we have more important matters, if you have any questions you can ask my assistant!"

After Nicholas Croft finished speaking, he grabbed Hannah’s wrist and left the conference room, leaving a room full of journalists to Assistant Tang. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Just tell me, what’s the next step?" Once outside the journalists’ line of sight, Nicholas Croft abruptly let go of Hannah’s wrist, his cold demeanor showing that he wasn’t even willing to feign politeness.

With her eyes downcast looking at her wrist that had been released, Hannah gently rubbed it, casually saying, "Wasn’t it agreed to propose to me in front of the media, and then hold the wedding."

Nicholas Croft’s dark eyes tightened slightly, "Alright!" He said, and strode towards the elevator.

An hour later, Nicholas Croft and Hannah Hargrave appeared in front of the journalists again, but this time the location was not the conference room but the front of Phoenix Entertainment Ltd’s office building.

Nicholas Croft took the loudspeaker from Assistant Tang’s hand, raising his head and shouted towards the office floor of Hannah Hargrave, "Hannah Hargrave, will you marry me..."

Inside the office, hearing Nicholas Croft’s "proposal," a smile unconsciously spread across Hannah Hargrave’s lips.