Chapter 50

“Yes. Someone had spiked my drink. After that, I somehow ended up inside this room where I ran into Ms. Rhonda. But I did not touch her, I swear.”

Narrowing his eyes, Artemis turned to regard Ken. “Get some people over to the scene and look into the beverages to see whether there are any issues with them.”

“Understood.”

Felicity walked in from the outside, and a frown appeared between her brows when her sights fell upon Rhonda. “What's up with you? How did you end up here?”

Rhonda's emotions became gradually settled through Beatrice's pacifying. Wrapping her arms tightly around herself, the former then started choking up, “I've been set up. Mom sent me back here to pick up some clothes, and when I was passing through the side passage, someone knocked me out and forced some drug down my throat.”

With that, she lifted her head to regard Felicity with teary eyes. Then, she continued in a hoarse voice, “Laurence is Max's granduncle and my future uncle so how could I possibly... You have to be the judge of this, Mrs. Luther. I've been set up by some wicked people.”

Looking up at her son, Felicity asked solemnly, “How do you intend to handle this?”

While Artemis' gaze fell upon Laurence., his eyes betrayed nothing about his thoughts.

Considering how the two matters were intertwined, he reckoned that Luther Group's reputation would surely suffer if he should choose to do nothing about it.

Certainly, none of that really mattered to him, for his primary concern was with his son. What would others think about the boy should word of this spread?

Even if they would not say anything nasty to his face, what would they say behind his back?

He was positive that his son would be turned into a laughing stock.

As a father, he saw it as his responsibility to provide a conducive environment for his child to grow.

“Have the family doctor come over. If they had both been drugged, this matter must have been perpetrated by a third party.”

With that, he scrutinized the reporters all around him. His keen eyes conveyed an implicit look of deterrence and caution. “If they were set up, then they too could be considered victims. I trust that every one of you here is a reasonable person who would not seek to compound upon their misery.”

masses exchanged knowing looks

was obvious. He was indirectly using his tone to hint that

Are you forcing us to leave our

stand to lose, for I am offering to acquire your equipment at three times its value. Of course, you also have the option of calling up your boss to get him to make a trip down to

overt a threat as any and had that reporter so spooked that he shuffled back

all of you may yet continue to benefit from our presence here in the days to come. If we could all be discreet about the events that took place here tonight, I have no doubt that there would be more opportunities to collaborate abound. However, should anyone here cause a leak that affects my son's reputation, then do not blame

The crowd collectively shuddered.

have

first person to be implicated would be the young princeling of the

Clack!

roll of film from his camera which he handed over to a bodyguard

that had been

will be given access to Luther Group for your coverage of finance-related news. Send your company's representative to Luther Group to discuss the

to cover financial news concerning Luther Group would be enough to make

Beau Monde's film,

is ours from The Lowdown

their own rolls of film from their cameras which they passed along to the

glance in the way of his subordinates, they got

from the front courtyard, Ken had in hand a goblet with wine stains left on

but I am unable to determine its source for the

the two families hustled in

immediately spoke up, “Quick, Dr. Zelinski. Come over here and have a look at Rhonda to see

calm. There will be

that so long as they were adamant that someone was out to get Rhonda, there would be no way the Luther family would be able to blame it

family would likewise be bound to

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