Her tone shifted, becoming serious and firm, "Rhine and I accept public inquiry, but we won’t tolerate malicious defamation from certain individuals or dia! Regarding the egg-throwing incident just now, I will have my lawyer pursue it to the end! As for the recent online and print dia reports, my lawyer will thoroughly investigate each one, and if there are defamatory rumors, please delete them voluntarily."
"This incident, whether concerning Rhine or myself personally, caught us completely off guard. Our investigation revealed that soone bribed a certain executive in our Quality Inspection Departnt to intentionally overlook issues during inspection, leading to this unexpected accident. I understand that there will be people who still won’t believe this. That’s alright, we’ve submitted this situation to the police, and the police will conduct a transparent investigation into the matter!"
Enna Clark narrowed her eyes, "Moreover, while the dia are all here today, I have one more thing I want to say to a particular person."
"What do you want to say?"
A reporter boldly held a microphone out in front of her, and Enna Clark, in front of all the caras, spoke deliberately, "I know you’re watching the news, I just have one question for you — to achieve your goal, you caused soone’s death; don’t you have nightmares when you sleep at night?"
Her words caused an uproar among the reporters.
They hadn’t expected Enna Clark to be this assertive, to openly call soone out.
"Furthermore, I will find you! Rest assured, you will definitely bear the responsibility for your actions!"
*
At this mont.
Far away on Pacifica Island.
The island’s scenery was pleasant, with the sea breeze gently brushing the ocean surface. In the Presidential Suite of the most famous Seven-Star Hotel on Pacifica Island, a person wearing a robe, looking sowhat recently awakened and still lazy, was holding a phone, watching sothing.
As they watched, the lazy and relaxed atmosphere around her gradually changed, and she slowly furrowed her brows.
At that mont.
A blonde-haired, blue-eyed man walked toward her, embraced her from behind, leaned in, and whispered, "What are you watching?"
Skye Lawrence quickly put away her phone, with a trace of discontent still on her face, saying, "Nothing."
"Ha. You’re looking at the Linton City Rhine affair again? I noticed you’ve been particularly interested in this matter. Why, is it related to you?" Oscar said nonchalantly, as if he truly was just making a random remark.
Skye Lawrence disliked his probing, coolly pushed his hand away and said, "No, I’m just curious, paying a bit of attention."
The man with a gentlemanly deanor lay wickedly on the sofa, resting one hand on her waist as he playfully tugged at the belt of her robe, saying, "Is that so?"
Skye Lawrence brushed his hand away.
Suddenly, Oscar looked at her, with a sharp gaze as if trying to see through her, abruptly saying, "I’ve realized for a long ti that you’re particularly concerned with matters involving Baron Lawrence. Isn’t he just your cousin? Even a real sibling rarely shows such interest in their brother."
Skye Lawrence’s heart skipped a beat, but nothing was visible on her face as she t his gaze, her beautiful, assertive eyes showing no emotion, "Baron and I grew up together; he’s like my real brother."
Oscar, having understood her background, knew she grew up without a Mother, raised under Old Master Lawrence’s guidance.
Nicholas Lawrence was generally busy, so indeed, she and Baron Lawrence lived together at the Lawrence Family’s castle with Old Master Lawrence. Therefore, having a better relationship than most siblings was normal.
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