Confrontation
Advaith's eyes narrowed as he watched Mathew's live interview on the VIP room's screen. His jaw clenched, fists tightened, and veins bulged on his forehead. Lolita stood beside him, sensing the escalating tension.
"Sir, we need to address this situation carefully," Lolita cautioned, trying to calm him down.
Advaith's gaze remained fixed on the screen. "Get me Mathew's contact information. Now."
Lolita quickly complied, her hands flying across her phone's screen. "Sir, I have his manager's number, Alarik."
Advaith snatched the phone from Lolita. "Alarik, this is Advaith Oberoi. Tell Mathew to expect me at his earliest convenience. This isn't a request."
Alarik stuttered, "S-sir, I'll inform him immediately."
Advaith ended the call, his expression unyielding. "Lolita, prepare a statement denying any romantic relationship between Tiana and Mathew. We'll sue every media outlet that spreads these lies."
