I couldn’t explain what it was exactly that led me to feel so light and buzzed with energy, all I knew was that I didn’t want it to end.
Throughout most of the day, I’d been met with a series of impressed looks from the staff and quite a few humming whispers from the maids. It appears that nearly everyone had managed to sneak a glance at the recent news article of the press conference.
I was still having a hard time believing that the reporters were choosing to paint me in such a positive light. Based on how vicious and desperate they were to gather information on me, I was certain that they were going to create some sort of false story as a means of creating drama.
But no. Apparently, I’d somehow impressed the majority of the room with my cold honesty and lethal glare. Some reporters
