âBoycott Soir Coffee! Boycott Nightshire Groupâs products!â
âGuys, letâs protect them once they step out of the conference room. Letâs see how Nightshire Group
will go up against them.â
âWe need justice. My fellow police officers, are you watching? Vinson is threatening us!â
The police officers were stumped as they tried to maintain order
Meanwhile, inside the conference room.
Vinson waited patiently for the media personnel to vent out their rage. âSince you guys insist on your
own views and want to continue spreading rumors, thereâs no point in discussing this anymore. Bring
him up!â
Carter made an âOKâ gesture, turned around and left.
Murmurs erupted from the crowd.
âWho is Mr. Nightshire bringing?â
âCould it be that Nightshire Group has gotten their hands on some proof? Is this all just a set-up?â.
Jack scoffed. âOh please, this whole thing is a set- up? Why donât you tell me this entire world is a set-
up? I bet you he must have found someone to take the blame.â
Just then, two bodyguards opened the side door, and a man was wheeled into the room, followed by a
medical personnel and a few bodyguards.
Even though the person seated in the wheelchair had tubes all over his body, he looked to be in
excellent condition aside from being a little nervous.
The media could tell who the person sitting in the wheelchair was the moment they laid eyes on him.
After all, they had been following this incident very closely.
âI-Isnât this Caleb, the man who was admitted?â
âI thought heâs dead. How is he here? Gosh, so this is Mr. Nightshireâs trump card. No wonder he
accused those media personnel of spreading rumors. Good thing I held back and didnât say a thing just
now.â
Jackâs face turned grim upon hearing that.
He could tell that the patient sitting in the wheelchair was the person whom he said was already dead.
But how is this possible?
His frail state was captured on video by the media when he was first admitted to the hospital. He
looked like he wouldnât be able to last long, so what happened?
How did he even muster up the energy to attend this press conference?
Why is he not dead yet?
However, Jack quickly regained his composure.
After all, he simply made his deduction according to media news. The patient is alive, thanks to the
doctors.
This is totally out of my control, so Vinson couldnât possibly sue me because of this, right?
Moreover, it should be up to Caleb to sue him, not
Vinson.
Besides, Iâm just trying to help. He wouldnât sue me.
Jack calmed down upon that thought.
After a while, Caleb was pushed onto the stage with the help of the medical personnel and the
bodyguards.
Vinson picked up the microphone and stood up. âI assume everyone here already knows who he is,
right? He is the customer you all thought were dead.â
Caleb looked a little riled up upon those words.
I already went through so much. Do these reporters want me dead for real?
After a short pause, Vinson spoke up, âExcuse me, sir, the stage is yours.â
Caleb took the microphone from Vinson and snarled. âAs you can see, Iâm not dead. I am still alive and
well!â
Jack replied awkwardly, âIâm so sorry, sir. Iâm very happy to see you alive and well. I thought you were
dead because of how the media news portrayed your condition, but trust me, I only have good
intentions. In fact, we are protesting against Soir Coffee because of you. Can you tell us more about
your condition? Did you become critically ill after consuming coffee from Soir Coffee?â