“This is a private matter between them as a married couple, and it’s our fault that everyone
unintentionally witnessed their private moment,” Mr. Hampson continued.
“However, Mr. Lenoir prefers to keep his personal affairs confidential, so we can only extend our
apologies to all of you.”
Mr. Hampson delivered this statement with a gentle smile, emanating a grandfatherly warmth.
As soon as his words settled, the surrounding bodyguards swiftly moved to confiscate all the cameras
from the reporters, forcibly extracting the memory cards.
Despite the tension, Mr. Hampson maintained his smile and gestured for someone behind him to bring
a brazier forward.
In a decisive move, all the memory cards were tossed into the mes.
Some reporters appeared anxious, others reluctant, while some simply epted their fate with bowed
heads.
Despite the swirling rumors, the Lenoir family’s influence in Adania remained indisputable, marking
them as a formidable force.
Following the disposal of the memory cards, Mr. Hampson, with a genial smile, addressed the
gathering. “I trust you’re all well-versed in the workings of the news industry,” he remarked. “Although
these images have been eradicated, we cannot dictate your subsequent actions.“
“However, he continued, his tone taking on a weight of caution, “every piece of information has its
roots. Should any details of today’s events resurface in the future, we will trace them back to the
source. And regarding the potential consequences. I believe there’s no need for further boration,
correct?”
His words carried an implicit threat, though some among the audience remained undaunted.
Among the spectators, Caleb, Emma’s brother, clenched his jaw, sensing an opportunity to assert
himself.
If he could secure this exclusive story, he might swiftly ascend to the position of deputy editor-in- chief!
Fearing he might miss this chance, he summoned his courage and addressed Damien directly. “Mr.
Lenoir, you’re seeking to prevent the dissemination of Mrs. Lenoir’s recent footage, correct?”
“I assure you,” Caleb continued, “that I have no intention of revealing the video or the incident.
However, I do seek an interview with both you and Mrs. Lenoir regarding the ongoing rumors.
Damien leveled Caleb with a frigid stare and inquired. “You’re requesting an interview with me?”
A glimmer of menace shed in his dark eyes, causing Caleb to briefly hesitate.
Nheless, he remained resolute, maintaining a serious demeanor as he pressed on. “Yes, I seek an
Damien regarded him coolly and uttered three words in a chilling tone, “Are you qualified?”
Though uttered softly, those three words resonated with Damien’s deep and chilling voice, carrying a
weight capable of sending shivers down one’s spine.
Instantly, Caleb paled, feeling a rush of fear.
His colleague beside him hastily pulled him back, urging him to remain silent. “Shut up’ Damien is not
someone we should provoke!”
Despite the tremors of fear coursing through him. Caleb clenched his teeth, summoned his courage.
and pressed on. “Damien,” he began, his voice steady despite his internal turmoil. I’m well aware of
your authority and influence, and I understand that you hold the power to jeopardize my job with mere
word.
“But, he continued, his words gaining momentum, “these rumors won’t dissipate simply because you
choose to ignore them! The public deserves transparency. Did your wife truly betray you? Did you
condone her actions for financial gain?”
Caleb’s bold statements cast a sudden silence over the room.
All eyes turned to the young reporter, recognizing the audacity of his challenge, as well as to Damien
and Cherise, locked in an embrace.
Damien’s eyes narrowed, a hint of frost creeping into his expression as he turned to face Caleb “Why
should I justify myself to you?” he retorted sharply
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