Chapter 1311


    I cursed in my heart. Did these reporters have scanners for eyes?


    The reporters ran toward me like they had gone nuts. I simply had nowhere to run.


    A group of people rushed to surround me. The shes were non-stop, and I felt like my eyes were going blind.


    At the same time, they started asking some mean questions


    "Mrs. Grant, do you know that Grant Corporation has giarized a foreignpany’s intelligence technology?”


    "Do you know if the giarism was done individually or collectively? How much do you know about this matter?”


    Mrs. Grant, it''s said that you aren''t working in Grant Corporation but thepany working on this project with Grant Corporation. Did you decide to


    giarize together? Are you nning to sit back and make a fortune with other people''s intelligence technology?”


    "Mrs. Grant, it''s said that all the assets under Grant Corporation are currently managed by you. As the wife of a man listed as one of the top


    billionaires, can I know if all of Grant Corporation''s money was obtained via legal means?”


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    I could not say a word. Nothing I said at this moment would do Grant Corporation any good.


    I wanted to break out of the reporters’ siege but could not do so.


    The shes were hurting my eyes, and the noise beside my ears was giving me a headache.


    "Mrs. Grant, does Mr. Grant often use unfair means to engage in businesspetition? How else could he have turned Grant Corporation into


    Whaldorf City''s leading enterprise in such a short period of time?"


    These reporters were too much!


    I could not stand it anymore. "May I ask all of you to please watch your words? If you don''t have any evidence, then please do not nder my


    husband and me. I''ll sue you for malicious nder if my family falls apart.


    There were even more shes after I said that.


    I lifted my hand to cover my eyes, feeling so awful that I was on the verge of tearing up


    "You''re really clutching at straws


    now, are you, Mrs. Grant? You said


    that we''re nderous but there


    won''t be spoke without fire. If Mr. >


    Grant is feally as righteous as you~


    say heJs, he shouldn''t be oY


    appeeliensive of our malicious:


    nder-unless he has reallydone


    s6mething he shouldn''t have done


    and is guilty. All this intimidation is


    just bluff and bluster, huh, Mrs.


    Grant?”


    Someone gave me a push and I fell to the ground. I tried to get up, but a woman stepped on my hand.


    The high heels were sharp, and the pain I felt in my hand was excruciating.


    I gasped. Enduring the pain, I tried to get up from the ground again.


    If I did not get up, I might get hurt even more.


    However, someone did not seem ta_


    want me to get up. Every time I was


    just about to get up, I would be


    pushed to the ground again: Content


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    I was deliberately stepped and kicked on.


    I had no strength left to get up. I felt both furious and desperate at the same time.


    Suddenly, the crowd dispersed. The air seemed to have condensed as well


    I raised my head, my gaze falling on Theo walking out of Grant Corporation''s building.


    His gaze was cold. Behind him was a group ofpany executives who looked very imposing.


    When the crowd suddenly dispersed, he saw me lying on the ground with a single nce.


    I knew just how wretched I looked right now.


    The temperature around me dropped. Theo walked toward me with a towering rage.


    His face was icy-cold, and his gaze when he looked at the surrounding reporters was even frostier.


    The reporters were intimidated by the look in his eyes. They all stepped back in fear.


    Theo picked me up from the ground


    and hugged me tight, his voice still


    as tender as ever. "Are you hurt?"