Chapter 177

On the other end, the reporter immediately responded, "Got it, Ms. Kane. You can rest assured." After hanging up, Mabel let out a long sigh of relief. She had hired a designer to create a custom gown for tomorrow's press conference. Tomorrow, she would be the center of attention! … Meanwhile, at the Frazier residence, Gordon was gripping Warren's arm. "You must bring Zelda over tomorrow, do you understand?" "Grandpa, didn't you already go to see her? Zelda isn't the type to stand someone up. Don't worry," Warren pursed his lips slightly. "This is just a precaution. I want you to keep an eye on things. Why do you have to talk so much?" Gordon glared at him impatiently. Warren quickly shut his mouth and nodded. "I understand, Grandpa." "How's the preparation for the press conference going?" Gordon continued. "We've booked the entire gym, and the stage is already set up. No matter how many reporters show up, we can accommodate them all," Warren answered. They just had to wait for