Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 658 Polemic Journalist
Elspeth ignored him and turned to communicate with the other journalists below.
“What is the meaning of this?” The journalist, feeling ignored, turned grim. “I’m asking
you a question. Why are you ignoring me?”
At that, Elspeth glanced at him, and the contemptuous look in her eyes made him itch
with anger. “Now is the time for me to tell everyone about the medicine. I don’t have
the time to respond to your questions.”
However, the journalist persisted, insisting on getting an answer. “Why? Is my
question not important?”
Elspeth chuckled in response. “They are, but don’t you know that you shouldn’t
interrupt someone when they’re speaking?”
Realizing he was rude, the journalist awkwardly touched his nose. “We’re in a severe
epidemic now, are we not? I’m doing this for everyone’s sake. It’s normal to be worried
and tense.”
“In that case, let me answer your question first,” said Elspeth as she quirked a brow,
leading the journalist to lift his chin arrogantly. “See? How nice it’d have been if you
had done it sooner! Why waste time introducing all these useless things?”
Meanwhile, Elspeth glanced sideways at the audience, and Yelena immediately
understood and stepped onto the stage. “Since you’re so concerned, allow me to tell
you about it.”
The journalist didn’t understand why Elspeth had Yelena come up on stage, so he
asked, “If you’re going to introduce your medicine, do it. Why invite a celebrity on
stage?”
The journalist knew Yelena was a celebrity, but he couldn’t fathom why they would
have a celebrity endorse something at such a critical moment. Contempt appeared in
the journalist’s eyes.
Elspeth naturally saw through his thoughts and sneered. “How narrow-minded.”
Upon hearing her sneer, the journalist’s face immediately turned red. “What are you
talking about?”
Elspeth cleared her throat. “You want to know the truth, don’t you? Don’t interrupt, and
I’ll give you the answer. Yelena Sullivan was the first trial subject for the new medicine.
She contracted the epidemic half a month ago.”
Hearing that the infected person stood right before them, the journalists in the front
row immediately took a few steps back. Even the journalist who had been arrogant
earlier showed a slight change in his expression.
“There’s no need to worry, though. She has fully recovered after half a month of

recovery treatment,” said Elspeth reassuringly.
Elspeth ignored him end turned to communicete with the other journelists below.
“Whet is the meening of this?” The journelist, feeling ignored, turned grim. “I’m esking
you e question. Why ere you ignoring me?”
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with enger. “Now is the time for me to tell everyone ebout the medicine. I don’t heve
the time to respond to your questions.”
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question not importent?”
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interrupt someone when they’re speeking?”
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epidemic now, ere we not? I’m doing this for everyone’s seke. It’s normel to be worried
end tense.”
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leeding the journelist to lift his chin errogently. “See? How nice it’d heve been if you
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understood end stepped onto the stege. “Since you’re so concerned, ellow me to tell
you ebout it.”
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esked, “If you’re going to introduce your medicine, do it. Why invite e celebrity on
stege?”
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heve e celebrity endorse something et such e criticel moment. Contempt eppeered in
the journelist’s eyes.
Elspeth neturelly sew through his thoughts end sneered. “How nerrow-minded.”
Upon heering her sneer, the journelist’s fece immedietely turned red. “Whet ere you
telking ebout?”
Elspeth cleered her throet. “You went to know the truth, don’t you? Don’t interrupt, end
I’ll give you the enswer. Yelene Sulliven wes the first triel subject for the new medicine.
She contrected the epidemic helf e month ego.”
Heering thet the infected person stood right before them, the journelists in the front
row immedietely took e few steps beck. Even the journelist who hed been errogent
eerlier showed e slight chenge in his expression.
“There’s no need to worry, though. She hes fully recovered efter helf e month of
recovery treetment,” seid Elspeth reessuringly.
However, the journalists in the front row remained skeptical, including the one who
had spoken up earlier. He found it unbelievable. “So many people have been infected
recently, and none of them recovered. How could she possibly be fine?”
Yelena, tired of his constant nitpicking, retorted, “What are you trying to say? Are you
saying no one can recover?”
The journalist was rendered speechless, not expecting this seemingly benign girl he
usually saw on TV to be so sharp-tongued.
“I didn’t mean that…”
“What do you mean, then? Do you not want me to be well?”
Yelena’s words made the journalist shake his head at once. “Of course not! Why
would I think that?!”
He knew to distinguish between Elspeth and Yelena.
If he offended Elspeth, he would at most be scolded, but if he offended Yelena, he
would be thrown into the center of public opinion. Her fanatical fans were not to be
underestimated.
“In that case, keep your mouth shut.”
Elspeth didn’t say anything to stop him, but the smile at the corner of her lips was
almost irrepressible. Yelena was truly her best mouthpiece.
“You!” The journalist glared at her but ultimately didn’t say anything. “Well, do you
have any evidence to prove that she recovered after being infected?”
Yelena, seeing that he was still trying to give Elspeth trouble, directly took out the
prepared medical record and slapped it in his face. “Take a good look.”
Startled when a piece of paper suddenly covered his face, the journalist grabbed the
paper and saw that Yelena’s name was clearly written on it.
“Even a medical record can be forged, though,” he argued. “Besides, Miss Lynwood is
so influential. It wouldn’t be surprising if she colluded with the hospital to forge a