Chapter 820
Chapter 820 Episode 049 Sister-in-Law is Good (3)_1
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I’m afraid he has never been treated like this in his life.
"Damn it! Let go of me! Let go right now! Do you believe I’ll sue you when I get back?"
With a sense of humiliation and anger, the reporter bellowed, completely losing his previous composure, only panic and disarray remaining.
When the scholar meets soldiers!
Anyone who works behind the scenes and lives by their wits is utterly helpless in the face of such irrational violence.
Just like others are powerless in the face of soft violence like public opinion.
One is a mental attack, the other a physical attack, and when they confront each other head-on, the physical attack always takes the lead.
So, the reporter, who just a moment ago was rational and calm, really had no way to deal with this actual act of violence.
Dragging the man over, Christ Cartwright threw him at Flossie Wright’s feet and stepped on the reporter’s chest.
Bending over, looking menacing, he threatened, "If you can walk out alive, go ahead and sue, but if you don’t behave today, I’ll make sure you won’t find your teeth on the ground!"
Living in a well-off family, with a smooth career, the man had never faced such treatment.
Yet, even though he was furious, he was helpless.
𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
In the face of Christ Cartwright, he was a scholar with no power to truss a chicken, and no amount of struggling could make him move a finger on the other man.
Christ Cartwright snatched his camera and tossed it to Flossie Wright.
Nodding at him, Flossie weighed the camera, pulled up the photos inside, deleted them one by one, paused, then formatted it. She once again looked at Christ Cartwright, who was lying on the ground.
"What the hell do you want to do?!"
Veins bulging, the reporter tried to stand up, but the foot on his chest pressed down slightly, and he fell back heavily.
"What do we want to do?"
Asking lightly in return, Flossie hooked a smile at the corner of her mouth, tossing the camera back and forth in her hand.
The reporter was momentarily stunned, watching her movements, and suddenly realized something, his eyes widening like bells.
The next moment—
A loud crash.
The camera grazed his scalp and smashed violently against the rock beside his ear, the noise so loud it made his ears buzz.
Instantly, the camera was shattered to pieces.
This unexpected action shocked even Christ Cartwright, who looked at Flossie with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
He liked this kind of decisiveness and straightforwardness! Those dilly-dallying women irritated him, and it was rare to see someone as valiant and spirited as Flossie.
This was also why he had come to her aid.
That camera looked quite expensive; he wondered how much it was worth.
If they had to compensate, it would indeed be troublesome.
With his painstaking effort destroyed, the reporter, though at a disadvantage, could not hide his seething anger, his teeth clenched, glaring fiercely at Flossie.
"What about me?"
Smiling softly, Flossie squatted next to him, slowly extended her hand, reaching over his head to the press card hanging around his neck.
Grabbing the card, she pulled it off with a slight jerk.
"Damn it! What you’re doing is illegal!"
Seeing that she wasn’t flustered but rather pulling off the press card, the reporter raged, his eyes nearly popping out as he glared at her.
"Illegal how? I’m actually helping you."
Glancing at the press card, noting his name and the Newspaper Office, Flossie held the edge of the card and casually flicked it in front of him.
— End of Chapter 820 —