I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 300 Sabyrean Butterflies

“Don’t worry, all of you. I’ll upload these photos online once I’ve tidied them up.” Mr. Smith promised.

“You should upload them online,” Melanie encouraged.

She looked at Nelson, who had gone all silent, and said, “We’re not targeting anyone here, but this rare extreme weather that happens only once in 30 years is a reminder for us to wake up from our stupor. Safety issues in such extreme sports must be addressed thoroughly,”

Just then most of the bikers with minor injuries walked out. They were on their way to another larger hospital for further recuperation and rest. The bikers who were more severely injured were also pushed out in preparation to be transferred to another hospital facility for more professional treatment.

The terrible states that the bikers were in made everyone present fall silent.

John saw that all hopes of smearing Jones Enterprise’s reputation were lost, and seized the chance to flee in a hurry with his men, for fear that the reporters might recall what he said and bug him over it.

The reporters aimed their cameras at the injured bikers. “Do you have anything to say regarding the incident?”

“We will pursue this matter to the end! We won’t just forget about this incident!” some bikers said, agitated.

“Yes! Two legendary extreme bikers had their legs amputated. They have no hopes of being in the sport for the rest of their lives! Let’s not talk about losing the ability to pursue their passion for extreme sports!”

*Please calm down, everyone. We have engaged our lawyers, who will contact you in time to come. We’ll provide you with adequate financial compensation!” Nelson’s assistant was still trying his best to salvage the

company’s image.

they win from

minimal, and what the bikers deserve!

need. Be they legendary extreme

to all bikers who didn’t have the chance

bikers, some of them with tears welling up in

eyes.

of the accident that occurred during the mountain bike race. The internet was filled with comments berating Nelson for what he did. R

him with so many questions he wished he could dig a hole

colleague handed them two cups of piping hot coffee, which Mr. Smith

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knight of fragrance won top prize at the international competition. Thank you for the inspiration you gave me,” Mr. Smith said with a twinkle in his eye as

merit.” Melanie said with a helpless

her a half–smile, still immersed in the tragedy of the people he shot with his camera. He kept scrolling through the photos.

order to stop the media from taking things out of context, I’ll arrange for a public relations company to contact you and make sure your photos are accompanied by the most accurate

go with

on, with a furrow of his brows. “What should I name this series

A suggestion sprung forth as she looked

soar through the harshest

pleased, his