Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 55: Despair
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stopped looking at him and turned their eyes to the big screen behind him.
Suddenly, a reporter stood up and pointed at Arthur Whitman, yelling, "Fraud!"
Arthur Whitman halted his speech, sensing something was amiss. He quickly turned around, only to find that the video on the big screen had been switched!
The video showed pictures of Arthur Whitman disdainfully stepping on children’s hands. He was eating a luxurious meal in his car while children in the mountains were boiling cabbage water on the cold ground. The financial records of his foundation showed that ninety percent of the funds went into his own pocket.
"Turn it off now!" Arthur Whitman hissed at the assistant below the stage, panicking for the first time in years.
"I... I can’t turn it off!" The assistant was sweating profusely. "The system’s been hacked!"
"What! Useless fool! Can’t you just pull the plug!" Arthur Whitman shouted, pointing at his nose, his voice nearly broadcasting through the microphone.
The man turned around hurriedly to carry out the order.
"Arthur Whitman! Are those photos real? We all need an explanation from you!"
"Yes! Give the public an explanation!"
With the journalists below the stage all shouting at him, cold sweat soaked Arthur Whitman’s clothes. He pretended to be ignorant of the situation. "Ladies and gentlemen, please listen!"
"We’ve been hacked, someone is trying to harm me. The photos in the video are fake! They were intentionally fabricated by someone!"
Moira Young watched the people around her get so stirred up, but she remained unaffected. Julian Sinclair had already warned her never to judge people by appearances, so she wasn’t all that surprised.
She sat quietly, watching the scene unfold like a play, finding it rather amusing.
The photos on the big screen suddenly disappeared, leaving only a blank space. The people below the stage ceased their commotion, eyes fixed on the screen, fearing they might miss something.
Suddenly!
An intimate photo of Arthur Whitman and the Young family heiress! And a paternity test!
The crowd was in uproar, staring at the stage in shock.
Moira Young stared at the paternity test on the screen, unconsciously standing up, her small hands quietly clenching.
Why was her name on there?
Moira Young fixed her eyes on the big screen, forcing herself to gather information to prove it wasn’t her. She forced herself not to believe what was on there. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The entire hall’s lighting suddenly plunged into darkness, a harsh spotlight mercilessly casting upon Moira Young’s face.
So icy and suffocating.
Everyone looked at her, the hall fell into sudden silence, and Moira Young could only hear her heartbeat, pounding like a giant hammer with thorns beating her chest, the blood spilling like thousands of ants crawling through every cell of her body, withering agony, worse than death.
Moira Young held back her tears, refusing to let a single drop fall, and then frantically pushed her way through the crowd and ran out, just wanting to escape quickly.
Outside the hall, Butler Liu silently turned off the car’s TV, filled with thousands of emotions.
"Let’s go." Butler Liu said to the driver from the front passenger seat, not daring to look at Julian Sinclair.
The car drove past the entrance of the conference hall, when suddenly, Moira Young’s figure rushed out from inside! The car screeched to a halt, hitting her!
Moira Young numbly got up from the ground, recognizing the license plate—it was Julian Sinclair’s car!
"Uncle... Uncle!" Moira Young frantically rushed over, pounding on Julian Sinclair’s car window!
She was scared, terrified, looking back at the crowd behind her with panic!
Tears instantly flooded her face like an unstoppable dam. She couldn’t believe what had just happened, she didn’t believe it!
