Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 113: Oliver Wright’s Fury

Because of Fiona Morgan’s presence, all the people Alia Wright had invited for free felt very proud, and they spoke highly of Cloudglow when facing the caras.

The entire Cloudglow Design Departnt, including Sarah Bennett, was extrely excited.

After this press conference, maybe... maybe as Supervisor Wright said, their high-end jewelry customization at Cloudglow would truly make a na for itself in Riverwood City.

The one-hour press conference ended quickly.

Photos and videos spread rapidly, causing a huge sensation.

Alia Wright faced the cara and said with elegance: "Every piece of Cloudglow jewelry is unique, just like every woman."

These words truly resonated with the won’s hearts.

No woman wants anything less than a set of jewelry that belongs only to her and is one of a kind.

The wealthier a person is, the more they want to be the only one.

After the photos of the new products were revealed, Cloudglow received eighteen orders in just one day.

It should be known that for high-end custom jewelry, each set is not cheap.

Based on their previous performance, sotis they would have only one or two orders a month.

Receiving eighteen orders in one go is akin to buying a random lottery ticket and winning the jackpot.

The people at Cloudglow were so excited that they were almost in a daze.

While Cloudglow was rejoicing, the Wright family was shrouded in gloom.

Oliver Wright erupted in anger.

Picking up a new promotional brochure, he hurled it towards the people in the conference room, yelling: "Can anyone explain to what’s going on here? How did our new products get leaked and copied?"

Faced with Oliver Wright’s outburst, everyone in the conference room was trembling with fear.

The supervisor in charge of this new product launch forced a defense, saying, "Mr. Wright, no matter how you look at it, Cloudglow’s new products are much more sophisticated than ours. It’s impossible to copy them. In comparison, ours... ours look like the copies."

Indeed, Alia Wright only used the outline, but the overall style and details are completely different.

As Alia said, every set of their jewelry has a unique significance and philosophy.

In comparison, the Wright family’s new products seem lackluster, as if they didn’t even copy well, only scratching the surface without capturing the essence.

Oliver Wright was even angrier: "I don’t want to hear this; I just want to know how to resolve tomorrow’s new product launch."

Everyone in the conference room was silent.

Preparing for a new product launch requires ti.

The sets in the promotional brochure are the result of three months of overti work by everyone; now, they’re imdiately dood.

Tomorrow is the product launch, and there isn’t enough ti to prepare anew.

Soone hesitated to offer a suggestion: "Otherwise, we should postpone the product launch."

"No way. If we postpone it, it would be a tacit admission of weakness. The public would think we’re avoiding Cloudglow’s brilliance, that we can’t compare to Cloudglow."

The marketing director thought for a mont and suggested, "Or we could slightly modify so unused old designs to temporarily fill in."

"That won’t work either. Cloudglow’s design is too dazzling this ti. If we use old models, how would the public compare them?"

Everyone’s face was filled with despair.

"Neither this nor that works, so what do we do now?"

Oliver Wright had a stern face, and he realized that the root of the problem was Alia Wright.

Alia had been ruthlessly plotting against him, against the Wright family.

But Oliver couldn’t understand why Alia had such hatred; was it just because they forced her into a proxy marriage?

Wherever the problem lies, that’s where it should be resolved.

Oliver Wright abruptly stood up: "I’ll go out for a while; I’ll decide this matter when I return."

With that, Oliver Wright left abruptly, leaving everyone in the room looking at each other.

Oliver Wright returned to the Wright family ho and imdiately called Bess Bennett, who had gone back to her maiden ho.

Bess and Oliver were supposedly in a fake divorce, but the whole situation between them had been tense since Alia manipulated the stocks.

Bess went back to her maiden ho in anger.

Recently, after Ava Wright’s face got injured, she too went back to the Bennett family to find her mother.

Both mother and daughter returned to the Bennett family, while Oliver Wright hadn’t contacted them or called at all during this period.

They didn’t mind, but Sophia, Bess’s sister-in-law, could hardly stand it.

Since Bess had once forced her to expel Alia from school, she lost her job and had been harboring resentnt.

As a result, Bess and Ava suddenly ran back to the Bennett family, lounging like ladies to be served every day.

Sophia complained to her husband, but he asked her to give in to his sister.

She and Bess are the sa age, so why should she humbly accommodate her?

A daughter married off is like water spilled; Bess coming back and relying on her brother and sister-in-law—what was that!

Sophia was filled with resentnt, brimming with impatience, and when Oliver finally called, she quickly encouraged them.

"Your brother-in-law is on the phone; sister, pick it up quickly. I told you, he definitely still cares about you; ignoring him for so many days is enough."

Bess’s expression was sowhat unnatural. After returning to her maiden ho, she stubbornly maintained her pride, claiming she was giving Oliver the cold shoulder after an argunt, while, in fact, she was the one being ignored.

Now that Oliver was calling, Bess quickly accepted the chance to back down, speaking with a bit of grievance: "What are you calling for now?"

Oliver was filled with anger but restrained himself from lashing out, "You and Ava should co back now."

When she heard Oliver asking her to return, Bess felt a surge of joy, regaining so confidence: "We’re already divorced. What do you want back for? I’m not going back."

Oliver currently had no patience for gas of playing hard-to-get. Listening to Bess’s pretentiousness made his veins bulge, yet he gritted his teeth and said, "Pack your things; I’ll co over now to get you."

After saying that, Oliver hung up without waiting for Bess to agree.

Bess, having been hung up on, internally felt pleased, motioning to Ava Wright: "Ava, pack your things; your dad’s coming to take us back."

Ava Wright responded with a hum, her face covered in crisscrossing scars that were quite frightening. Since being disfigured, Ava no longer pretended to be gentle and kind, carrying a gloomy deanor.

Oliver Wright arrived in half an hour, faster than Bess had expected.

Bess, with Ava, left with Oliver, exuding pride.

Sophia wore a smile on her face but felt inside as though she was sending off a plague; she couldn’t wait for the two to leave and never co back to bother her again.

As soon as they entered the Wright family mansion.

Oliver Wright’s deanor changed: "Today you must tell what you’ve done to Alia over the years?"

Upon hearing Alia’s na, Ava frowned.

Bess clearly showed dislike too.

"Oliver, why are you asking this? That little bitch, I don’t even want to ntion her now."

Oliver Wright’s voice grew louder as he repeated, "I’ll say it again, I need to know what you’ve done to Alia over the years?"

Bess, seeing Oliver’s bad attitude, beca angry and turned to leave.

Oliver coldly instructed, "Lisa, stop her."

Lisa quickly approached to block Bess’s way.

Bess looked at Lisa in disbelief: "How dare you stop ?"