The matter concluded with Shevchenko's apology, and the onlookers were content. To humble the haughty Nievic, General Perkins had to be the one to do it!
Jade, weary of gazing at Shevchenko, departed without a farewell.
She felt a twinge of regret. Why had she gone to such lengths to find someone so unworthy? It was truly mortifying!
Natasha still had to rely on Shevchenko's investment, and Gerard also had to rely on him for political achievements, so she asked him if he was fine.
"Fine?" Shevchenko's face contorted into a ferocious smile, his teeth itching with hatred. "How can I be fine? Look at my face!"
Natasha was just about to say something, "Mr. Shevchenko..."
"Has he just declared his intention to take part in the talent gathering?" Shevchenko queried, astonished.
"Yes," Natasha replied, her voice barely audible as she gave a slight nod of her head.