Clifford had just closed the live stream.

The news from the police station was immediately conveyed to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

He also saw who had dealt with Robin.

Yvette had truly given him a pleasant surprise.

No wonder she was part of the Chavez family. Her fiery spirit was unmistakable.

Today, let alone Robin hadn’t died. Even if he was dead, the Chavez family would still protect Yvette, and no one could touch her.

Clifford had just hung up from the call with Ybaulla when Aurora called in.

Clifford had a good idea of what it might be about.

As soon as he answered, Aurora’s excited voice came through. “Wow, honey, Yvette was incredible today! No matter what Yvette did, even if she caused great trouble, you have to protect her, okay?”

Clifford rubbed his temples, responding, “Don’t worry. I’ll protect Yvette, even if it means risking my life. I’ll be busy here. We’ll talk more when I get home tonight.”

Aurora, understanding the situation, reminded him to take care of his health before hanging up.

Clifford was a director at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

He needed to plan his responses in advance, and if necessary, hold a press conference.

He absolutely couldn’t let Ybaulla take advantage of the situation and cause trouble.

In the café, Malcolm returned from the call, feeling more confident.

He was visibly smug. They were already starting a media storm. He would see how Clusia would deal with it.

Darnell noticed Malcolm’s demeanor with slight confusion. He thought, ‘Malcolm is fierce just now. What’s he plotting? He must be up to something.’

Malcolm was bursting with pride. “Mr. Tucker, if you don’t hand over this woman, we will hold a press condemning Clusia’s harboring actions. Just wait and see.”

Darnell’s expression changed. These shameless people clearly had thought of a vicious plan.

He was unsure of what to do for a moment and lost a bit of confidence.

Malcolm, upon seeing this, grew even more arrogant, fixing his gaze on Yvette.

conference today

soon Clusia will be caught in a media storm because of you, and countries worldwide will condemn Clusia for what happened today.

from her chair. Her dark

her eyelids with no

tugged at

small silver gun in her hand and silenced

decisive motion, she pulled the trigger before anyone could

Malcolm’s left shoulder blade. Blood

a massive shock. Everyone was

turned pale, thinking, ‘Did she just shoot

influential figure in the central government of Ybaulla.

think. He quickly pulled out his gun, and the officers behind him did the same. They were on

swiftly drew their guns. The two sides faced each

his left shoulder blade,

face turned pale as

held the small silver

said slowly, “Are you an idiot? You’re shot and still asking

shot’s words are cuttingly sharp. If Malcolm’s not killed by the bullet, he might die from anger. Malcolm’s wound hurt even more when he heard this. He endured the pain and instructed his men to lower their guns. They couldn’t fire

the pain. He didn’t even bother to

was right or wrong, public opinion always favored the underdog. He wanted

just informed the Interpol branch within Clusia. Once Interpol arrived, today’s

whispered, “Ms. Zeller, Mr. Jeremiah Chavez should be arriving soon. However, I can’t help but feel that Malcolm has more than just a public opinion scheme. It seems like he’s stalling for time, waiting for

glance. Her deep, calm eyes looked steadily as she spoke slowly,

was surprised that

was briefly stunned,

here, so who else are

Zeller, who

were half–closed. There was

in anger. He swore to ensure this woman

was concise and

He immediately realized that Malcolm’s goal was to invoke international

was recognized

over in Mysonna would definitely seize the opportunity to make a big deal out of this,

wonder he wasn’t even worried

Yvette, “Ms. Zeller, it seems like this isn’t going to end well. Should we

opinion, now that it was escalated to

hands in her pockets, Yvette had a bit of a rogue look,

face, she

Jase involved? Th

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