Chapter 822
Chapter 822 Episode 049 Sister-in-Law is Good (5)_1
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Next to him, Christ Cartwright saw her actions and his eyes dimmed, inexplicably recalling someone from the past.
Thinking back...
That guy always liked to threaten others.
Unfortunately, he left too early; Christ had almost forgotten about him over the years.
"Two choices, one, obediently accept your bad luck, pretend nothing happened, and get out of here. Or two..."
The words paused slightly, and Flossie Wright smiled again, "Two, I beat you up, and you go back and try to deal with us. Of course, you might end up half-paralyzed, missing an arm, or a broken leg or something. Don’t worry, I can afford the medical bills for crippling you."
She spoke very calmly.
Extremely calm.
Her words were as if she were discussing where we should go to eat.
This place has good taste, but it might bankrupt you; that place is mediocre, but you can afford it.
Easygoing, negotiating tone, not forcing decisions upon others, we could even negotiate, which sounded somewhat considerate.
Standing to one side, Christ Cartwright almost laughed out loud.
The reporter was completely dumbstruck.
This was clearly a threat, okay?!
He had thought she was from the Forces and would abide by some rules, at least having regard for the Forces, but...
Threatening to beat him to a pulp, did she seem at all concerned?!
This woman was simply an unreasonable bandit!
"Give you five seconds," Flossie Wright frowned, suppressing her irritation, "I don’t have time to mess with you."
"..." The reporter’s face changed from red to white, and finally, he spat out a word with great difficulty, "One!"
This time, the reporter’s response was firm.
Although Flossie Wright spoke nonchalantly, it gave him the impression that she meant what she said, and if he truly chose two, there was no telling if he might actually be beaten all the way to the hospital.
What’s more important was he simply couldn’t beat her!
At the mercy of someone else, the fist was the true reasoning!
"Can I trust you?"
Upon receiving a firm reply, Flossie Wright didn’t rush to let go, asking deliberately, word by word.
Speaking with certainty, fearing she might misunderstand, the reporter nodded vigorously.
With that, she let go, and Flossie Wright stood up.
Internally cursing her and sending regards to her ancestors, the reporter felt relieved as the pressure released, allowing him to relax.
𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
"Get lost."
Looking down, she glanced at him indifferently, like granting a great favor.
The prideful reporter, even if he despised Flossie Wright to the core, did not dare to openly oppose her at this moment. Struggling to stand up, he glanced at his camera smashed on the floor, his face shifting colors.
In the end, he spat and ran off.
Watching him flee in a panic, Christ Cartwright observed for a moment and then said to Flossie Wright, "Aren’t you afraid he’ll go back on his word? A reporter’s word is worthless."
Christ Cartwright hadn’t left Vernon City these years, but he had dealt with reporters.
He had severely beaten a bunch of heartless bastards who disregarded their elderly at home, only to be photographed and reported on, described as evil and maniacal. As a result, he faced condemnation from thousands and was harassed by those claiming to be righteous, causing turmoil for his family and leading to a stint in the police station.
Later, he caught the reporter who wrote the article, wanting to explain things clearly. But what happened then?
The reporter knew full well what had happened, but for the sake of attention, deliberately skewed the public opinion against him.
Asking the reporter for clarification resulted in on-the-spot agreements followed by further smears against him once his back was turned.
— End of Chapter 822 —