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qIt took Charlotte about forty minutes to answer all the questions. After doing so, she laced her fingers together and asked, “Are you satisfied with my answers? Let me know if you need any further clarifications.”

Everyone fell silent.

While she was answering the questions, Rodney revealed all the legal documents and evidence to support her claims. He even challenged the journalists to report her to the authorities if they refused to believe her story.

At the same time, Charlotte announced that she had no qualms in defending herself before the authorities.

Once again, the journalists were dumbstruck.

It was as if the claims they hurled at her had turned into a flagrant provocation, utterly unreasonable and baseless.

As of then, the tables had turned, and Charlotte had successfully made a comeback.

Seeing that she had solved the crisis, Spencer, Johann, and those from the upper management heaved a sigh of relief.

Charlotte regarded the press coolly. “I'll ask this one last time. Are there any more questions? If yes, raise them now.”

muster the courage to respond, aware that countering her would not bode

one intends to speak, it's time to end this conference!” In an authoritative voice, she announced, “But before that, there's something else I would like

against the chair, she scanned the press. “I don't know what I've done to deserve such hostility from all of you. You might think the things you wrote about me were just casual

voice, “God is watching your every move. Think of

journalists' faces turned grim almost

dared to

now.” Knowing that she had won the confrontation, Charlotte no longer wished

she stood up to

looked in the

an anonymous message which claims that Mr. Nacht is still alive and has been sent to

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matter of seconds, the other journalists, too, received the same

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her and passed her his phone.