Chapter 3669

The butler asked, “Ma’am, didn’t you invite the reporters?” Why were all these reporters at the Farrell mansion if Clarissa hadn’t invited them? There was no major news about the Farrell family.

Clarissa quickly realized who was behind it. It wasn’t her, and Kathryn had been knocked out and sent away from Jensburg. Her husband and sons wouldn’t dare. The only one left was Audrey, her dear niece.

“Go tell the reporters that the Farrell family is having a private dinner tonight and they’re not invited.

Ask them to leave politely and give them each a small gift.”

A little kindness might prevent the reporters from making up stories or writing falsehoods.

Many reporters these days tend to exaggerate for clicks or write things without fully understanding the facts. The Farrell family’s reputation hadn’t been great lately, and upsetting the media could lead to even more negative press.

The butler followed her instructions immediately, but soon returned with a troubled look.

“Ma’am, the reporters said it was Ms. Audrey who invited them. They’re claiming that tonight, they’ll reveal the truth about the death of the previous matriarch, and that the killer has been identified.

They’re even saying the police will arrest the murderer tonight.”

Clarissa’s expression darkened. Audrey was trying to destroy her in Jensburg. “Ma’am, should we force them to leave? They’re blocking the door, and it’s causing a scene.”

Clarissa didn’t respond right away. She paced back and forth in the hall for a few minutes before stopping and saying, “Since Audrey invited them, let them wait outside. When she arrives, she can handle it. I didn’t invite them, and I’m not going to get involved.”

The butler asked, “Should we offer them anything?” Clarissa glared. “Why would we? I said Audrey invited them, so she can deal with them. It’s none of my business. This is still my house, and I want to see what Audrey thinks qualifies her to host here.”

“Understood,” the butler replied, knowing exactly how to treat the reporters.

If they wanted to wait outside, let them. It was cold and windy, and if they didn’t mind freezing, they could stay as long as they liked. Clarissa had made it clear—no hospitality. They wouldn’t be invited inside to sit. Let’s see how long they last in the cold.

After the butler left, Clarissa sat on the sofa, thinking for a while. She then called Mr. Dunn. When he answered, she asked, “Has Kathryn left Jensburg?”

“Yes, Ma’am. She was sent away earlier today. It’s nearly dark, and she’s already reached the location you arranged.”

Clarissa sighed in relief, knowing her daughter was safely out of Jensburg this time. She then said, “Audrey wants to ruin my name, so she called the reporters. Once it’s dark, we’ll move forward with our final plan. Bring out all the hidden guns. If anyone tries to escape, shoot them.”

“What about you, sir and the Young masters?” Mr. Dunn asked. “We’re waiting on your final call.

Hopefully, we won’t need to use that plan.”