Chapter 249
“Reach out to the local jewelers as well. See if they have anything similar. It might be a long shot, but it’s better to cover all the bases.”
Pierre nodded again before dashing through the door, leaving only silence in his wake.
Barely a minute had passed when the door burst open again, and in walked Nanette Barton from the PR department. She rushed over to Sadie, her face pale, her expression tight.
“I’m afraid I have bad news, Miss Hudson! It’s all over the Internet! Someone leaked the matter to the press, and now, everyone’s talking about the missing Cardilla Pink Diamond. People are making bets on whether we’re able to deliver on time or not, and it looks like the consensus is against us.”
Sadie’s expression turned even more grim.
She had no time to check who was responsible for the leak. She needed to take control of the ongoing narrative and reassure everyone involved.
“Give all the major media outlets a call. Issue an official statement saying that we are in the process of remedying the situation and we shall deliver on time. Also, keep a close eye on the online forums and prepare for crisis management as the story develops.”
Nanette bobbed her head and left in a hurry.
Sadie took a deep breath as she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, relishing the brief respite.
She should have known it wouldn’t last for more than a moment. The peace was once again broken by the shrill ringing of her phone. She opened her eyes and glanced at the caller ID. When she saw Hank’s name on the screen, her heart sank.
Sadie took another deep breath before answering her phone. “Hello, Mr. Lawrence,” she said in a careful tone.
“Miss Hudson,” Hank said, his voice low and commanding. “I’ve seen the news going around the Internet. Naturally, I expect a reasonable explanation from you.”
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Sadie told herself to remain calm. “Mr. Lawrence, please rest assured. Our contingency plan is already underway. You have my word that we will deliver on time.”
She had barely finished speaking when Hank interjected. “Miss Hudson! I’ll have you know that my wife has been looking forward to this party for months. It’s our tenth anniversary. You only have two days left. If anything goes wrong with this collaboration, I’m afraid there is nothing more I can do for you.”
“Like I said, Mr. Lawrence, I guarantee that the ‘Ten Year Promise’ will be worn by your wife in two days’ time.”
Instead of responding, Hank hung up on her.
Sadie’s hand trembled as she placed the phone back on her desk. She leaned back in her chair again and massaged her temples in sheer exhaustion.
Clearly, this wasn’t just about a missing pink diamond. Someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes to sabotage her.
The diamond hadn’t even been missing for a day, yet news of its disappearance was already spreading far and wide.
And then there was one thing she dreaded more than anything—the very real possibility that they had a mole in the studio.
Sadie’s mind was still racing with these dark thoughts when Pierre rushed back, his face as white as a sheet.
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