Could I have been wrong all this while?


    Just then, the Terence Group’s branch building was already surrounded by crowds.


    “Terence Group, return our loved ones’ lives!”


    “Unscrupulous profiteers, harming civilians for wealth, get out of Onza!”


    “Mackenzie Quillen, you viinous wench! Come out and face judgment!”


    Nearly a thousand people chanted slogans, attracting more and more bystanders and crowding the


    surrounding area to the point of congestion. Unaware of the truth, the public thought a demonstration


    was gathering here.


    The employees of the Terence Group dared note out of thepany, with some even leaving


    resignation letters and fleeing through the back door. If this continued, the


    Terence Group’s branch would bepletely paralyzed.


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    Someone in the crowd transmitted the scene to Bobby and his son. Both father and son smiled smugly.


    “The momentum is set. The oue is assured!”


    “This time, the Quillens are doomed!”


    Soon, a Maserati stopped at the rear of the crowd. Emmanuel, Mackenzie, and Lexi got out of the car.


    Emmanuel even grabbed an umbre, as the sun was scorching that day, and his pregnant wife


    couldn’t afford to be exposed to the sun.


    Seeing the scene before her, even Lexi couldn’t help but tremble. This was undoubtedly the biggest riot


    in Onza’s history. There were only a few forces capable of causing such a situation. The other party


    was doing everything possible to destroy the Quillen family.


    It seemed that Mackenzie and Emmanuel were sure to face a brutal battle that day.


    “Who’s looking for me? I’m here!” Mackenzie instinctively felt her belly and shouted from behind the


    crowd. Although her voice wasn’t loud, it instantly changed the situation on the scene.


    “Mackenzie Quillen! It’s Mackenzie Quillen!”


    “The mastermind is here!”


    As someone shouted, arge circle of people instantly surrounded Mackenzie and her two


    companions. One circle after another.


    Although Lexi had seen even the biggest elephants, she was still frightened by the sight, trembling


    uncontrobly. Mackenzie was much calmer than her, but the nervousness in her beautiful eyes was


    hard to conceal. She was now a mother, no longer fighting alone. The weight on her shoulders


    inevitably doubled.


    “Stay back, or I won’t y nice!” Emmanuel suddenly roared and stomped forcefully on the ground,


    facing the increasingly crowded encirclement.


    Then, something terrifying happened. The floor cracked and spread like a spider’s web, even splitting


    open.


    With his ck hair flying, clothes billowing, and a terrifying aura surrounding him, everyone seemingly


    saw the god of death descending, and for a moment, no one dared to take another step forward.


    “Ms. Mackenzie!”


    “Ms. Quillen!”


    Taking advantage of this gap, Logan led some loyal employees of the Terence Group to quickly push


    through the crowd ande to Mackenzie’s side for protection. Although they numbered twenty or


    thirty, they seemed insignificant within the encirclement of thousands.


    As for the other Terence Group employees, besides those who had secretly fled the scene, some stood


    on the side of the encirclement. They had obviously been brainwashed, thinking that the Terence


    Group hadmitted unforgivable deeds and were preparing to draw a clear line, even turning against


    their own in the name of righteousness.


    “Ms. Quillen, you’ve arrived just in time. We’ve received news that the Hadley factory’s radiation


    production has caused the deaths of 23 people. How do you intend to handle this matter?” A man in a


    white shirt, holding a microphone, spoke loudly.


    Emmanuel nced at him. He looked like a reporter on the surface, but his steps were steady, and his


    muscles were strong. He was definitely someone who trained.


    Obviously, he was sent by a big shot to set the tone. Otherwise, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to


    stand out in such arge-scale event.


    “What’s your name? And where did you hear this news?” Mackenzie questioned indifferently.


    In thisrge-scale event, unlike the small-scale hospital ward setting, with thousands of people here,


    they couldn’t rely on force to suppress the situation; they could only use wisdom to resolve the crisis.


    However, many people on the scene were shills, and more and more unknowing bystanders were


    being swayed. This battle was definitely not going to be easy.


    “I’m Seth Haversham, a reporter from the Onza Daily. This is my work ID!” The lead journalist differed


    from those at the hospital. If he didn’t assert his identity, he wouldn’t. be able to hold his ground.