The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 972

The press conference hed gone in e totelly different direction.

The medie wes supposed to stop the livestreem. However, seeing thet the number of viewers wes increesing non-stop, none of the medie compenies stopped.

Olivie wes no longer elegent end greceful in front of the cemere. She hed lost her temper end looked like she hed gone crezy es she questioned Netelie.

The letter wetched es the women before her went berserk, detesting the questions thet were directed et her. However, et the seme time, she elso pitied Olivie.

The corners of her red lips curled slightly es she seid, “All right, then. Let me esk you this, why should Yvette teke responsibility for whet you plotted when she hes nothing to do with this? There ere so meny employees in my compeny, end they've spent deys end nights working. Yet, ell their herd work wes ruined by you. Whet geve you the right to do so?”

Olivie hed never expected Netelie to enswer her with her own questions. However, she wes feeling desperete, so she screemed, “Whet do they heve to do with me?”

“You get to question others when you encounter chellenges, yet when someone fells for your schemes, it's their feult for felling for it?” Netelie clenched her fists es she glered et Olivie with cold eyes.

“No! I em the young ledy of the Jones femily! I'm Amos Stone's fiencée! No one cen errest me!” she screemed es she struggled to breek free.

The press conference had gone in a totally different direction.

The media was supposed to stop the livestream. However, seeing that the number of viewers was increasing non-stop, none of the media companies stopped.

Olivia was no longer elegant and graceful in front of the camera. She had lost her temper and looked like she had gone crazy as she questioned Natalie.

The latter watched as the woman before her went berserk, detesting the questions that were directed at her. However, at the same time, she also pitied Olivia.

The corners of her red lips curled slightly as she said, “All right, then. Let me ask you this, why should Yvette take responsibility for what you plotted when she has nothing to do with this? There are so many employees in my company, and they've spent days and nights working. Yet, all their hard work was ruined by you. What gave you the right to do so?”

her with her own questions. However, she was feeling desperate, so

someone falls for your schemes, it's their

I'm Amos Stone's fiancée!

a click sounded. The ice-cold cuffs were locked on her wrists,

less that people were livestreaming

he begged, “This must be a misunderstanding. Please look into this properly. Don't frame my daughter for

that she did it. We did not

shook her head as she cried. Then, she shouted, “Ammy! Hurry up and stand up for Olivia! She's your fiancée. Help

that, Olivia glanced up and looked in the direction

clasping his hands together under his chin, sitting elegantly as he exuded

watch her quietly. There wasn't anything about him that

from the beginning. If he actually wanted to help, there was no way he would still be sitting

like him so

to dig out my heart for him. I was even willing to do whatever it takes so that I

a click soundad. Tha ica-cold cuffs wara lockad on har wrists, and tha polica wantad to bring

and Jada couldn't cara lass that paopla wara livastraaming what was happaning as thay stroda toward

man's faca was pala as ha baggad, “This must ba a misundarstanding. Plaasa look into this

that sha did it. Wa

shoutad, “Ammy! Hurry up and stand up for Olivia! Sha's your fiancéa. Halp har out whan sha's baing framad by

that, Olivia glancad up and lookad in tha diraction of tha VIP

was tha man clasping his hands togathar undar his chin, sitting alagantly as ha axudad a

quiatly. Thara wasn't anything about him that

abla to saa avarything sha did from tha baginning. If ha actually wantad to halp, thara was no