Chapter 821
Chapter 821 Episode 049 Sister-in-Law is Good (4)_1
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Beat him up, smash his camera and then have the nerve to say you helped him?
"In earthquake relief efforts, what should be conveyed to the public is positive energy, the more touching the better... You’re looking to write a negative report, aren’t you?" Flossie Wright tossed the reporter’s badge onto his face and began to speak in a leisurely manner, "You should know, the promotion of this matter will never be allowed by this country. And you, I think the day after you submit your article, you should be unemployed."
Flossie Wright spoke very slowly.
So, the reporter didn’t miss a single word she said.
He tilted his head to look at the woman beside him.
With a calm and collected demeanor, she said these words without so much as a furrow in her brow, just like the way she beat someone up earlier, brutal in force but maintaining a serene face throughout.
When she lowered her eyes to look at him, a hint of mockery showed in her gaze, a lofty and condescending inspection that bore a powerful deterrent and oppressive force straight on, making him feel inferior.
As a reporter, he’d met countless people and had some experience in judging character.
This time, he was almost certain...
He had kicked an iron plate!
"What do you think?"
Flossie Wright looked at the stunned reporter, lightly raising her eyebrows and asked casually.
Suddenly, he came to his senses!
Too anxious, the reporter’s eyes flickered, and he swallowed nervously.
Earlier, he hadn’t realized it, only thinking about how the news he had could make him stand out in the industry.
As she said, if this news got out, it might attract unfavorable consequences.
He wouldn’t blindly sensationalize the Forces, but this matter was indeed worthy of discussion.
Is violence right? No.
Is the mother right? No, as well.
He understood public opinion and the populace, knowing that many with bleeding hearts would speak up for the mother, using it to ridicule soldiers, the Forces, even the country.
The military would definitely take negative news about soldiers seriously, and if it really caused an irreparable situation, it wouldn’t just be him, but even the Newspaper Office might suffer.
With this in mind, the reporter was actually stunned.
This time, could it really be that he had to swallow his teeth in defeat?
Then his camera, this beating...
All for nothing!
He couldn’t accept that!
"Step aside."
After waiting a while and seeing no response, Flossie Wright waved her hand, motioning Christ Cartwright to the side.
Seeing how irritated the reporter was, Christ Cartwright didn’t hesitate to step aside directly.
The pressure on his chest vanished, and although the reporter didn’t know why, he was indeed relieved.
The next moment, Flossie Wright’s elbow crashed into his chest with such force, it nearly blacked out his vision and knocked him unconscious.
"You want to... Ah!"
Clenching his teeth viciously, the reporter glared at Flossie Wright angrily.
Before he could finish speaking, Flossie Wright leaned in, her fingers locking around his throat.
All his words surged to his throat but he couldn’t voice them.
"Don’t be hasty, let’s discuss something."
Lifting her brows, Flossie Wright proposed in a leisurely and conversational tone.
With his life under threat, the reporter felt an urgent and anxious rush of blood, sweating profusely, but in the face of the woman akin to the Grim Reaper, he stiffened his body, daring not to move.
"If you agree, just nod."
Looking down, Flossie Wright smiled.
Making a snap decision, the reporter nodded without hesitation.
Only, he nodded a bit too vigorously; Flossie Wright tightened her grip, causing him intense pain and forcing him to fall back heavily to the ground, pale-faced and staring at her.
"Don’t be excited."
Flossie Wright’s face showed a kind intention, and her tone softened a few degrees, but to the listener, it felt sinister.
— End of Chapter 821 —