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?”

own questions. However, she was feeling desperate, so she screamed, “What do they have

when someone falls for your schemes, it's their fault for falling for it?” Natalie clenched her fists as she glared at

of the Jones family! I'm Amos Stone's fiancée!

on her wrists, and the police

couldn't care less that people were livestreaming

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

solid proof that she did it. We did

she shouted, “Ammy! Hurry up and stand up for Olivia! She's your fiancée. Help her out when she's being framed by

glanced up and looked in the direction of

his hands together under his

her quietly. There wasn't anything

actually wanted to help, there was no way he would still

him so

to do whatever it takes

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

Jada couldn't cara lass that paopla wara livastraaming what

misundarstanding. Plaasa look into this proparly.

hava solid proof that sha did it. Wa did not frama

sha 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

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

Thara wasn't anything about him that hintad that

did from tha baginning. If ha actually wantad to halp, thara