Chapter 1603 Should Apologize

Chapter 1603 Should Apologize

Anderson faintly felt Mommy's anxiety and wisely did not ask further

questions.

He just said, "Okay, we'll go after the press conference.”

Joyce nodded.

At this time, Ralph and Cecelia, who were resting in the room opposite,

woke up and came to the lounge where Joyce was.

Joyce quickly stood up, "Dad, Mom, you're here."

Ralph was already refreshed and energetic, “I heard Luther was

injured. Is it serious?"

"Yes, although he lost a lot of blood, his life is not in danger.” Joyce did

not mention Luther's medication for fear of worrying everyone too

much. She planned to go to the hospital after the press conference, tell

Cecelia privately first and see if there were any countermeasures.

“That's good. I've been worried for a long time." Cecelia smiled, "Now

that the mission has been successfully completed, everyone must be

tired."

When Ralph came in, his eyes had been on Anderson.

Anderson didn't speak until they finished talking, "Grandpa, Grandma,

hello.”

He popped his head out from behind Joyce, his little face beaming.

Ralph waved to him.

Anderson trotted over.

"Ouch, quite heavy, Grandpa can hardly carry you anymore.” Ralph

picked up Anderson, held him high and spun around. Seeing the

pendant hanging conspicuously around Anderson's neck, he praised,

"As expected of my grandson, the pendant I gave you came in handy,

didn't it?"

Anderson nodded vigorously, "Grandpa, the Member of Silver Eagles

saved my life. I have to thank Grandpa.”

Ralph stroked Anderson's head, "After wiping out the warlords this time,

the Silver Eagles will disband. In the future, Grandpa will assign you a

personal guard to protect you at all times, okay?"

Anderson waved his hand, "No need. Grandpa, I can protect myself."

"Hmm. Courageous! Spirited!" Ralph praised.

Cecelia held Anderson's little hand, somewhat excited, "Andres is

finally back safely. I haven't been able to sleep well these days

worrying about you. Okay, peace is restored now, there will be no more

danger."

Seeing everyone reunited warmly, Joyce forced a smile of relief.

Although her heart was still anxious and unsettled, she did not show it.

At this time, guards came in and saluted to report.

"Marshal, Marshal's wife, and young marshal. The press conference

will start in ten minutes. Please go to the front desk.”

Ralph put Anderson down and responded, "I see.”

He patted Anderson's shoulder, "Andres, watch Grandpa down there.

Let me ask you, what do you think Grandpa should say at the press

conference today?"

"You suggest first." Ralph pointed to the guard who came in to report.

The guard stood at attention respectfully, “The marshal will announce

the victory over the purge campaign. And give the people a vision of a

better future.”

"What do you think? What should I say at the press conference?" Ralph

asked Anderson again.

Anderson thought for a while, “I think an apology is in order."

When he finished speaking, Ralph was stunned, apparently somewhat

unexpected.

Cecelia's eyes were bright with curiosity, "Why apologize?"

Anderson said earnestly, “To apologize for the inconvenience and panic

caused to the people in recent days. Isn't that what should be said?"

Joyce hugged Anderson, a smile on her face. This kid really has his

own ideas.

Ralph suddenly laughed loudly, "Good, very good. The student

surpasses the master. At such a young age, he can look at the issue

from such a high level. Haha, Grandpa is not as good as you. Amazing,

boundless future.”

The guard also looked at Anderson with admiration. He had never

thought of it.

Ralph nodded, "Andres gave a very good suggestion. Grandpa will

listen to you."

Anderson grinned broadly.

Next, Ralph and Cecelia went to the front desk of the press conference

together and sat on the podium.

The whispers below immediately became silent and solemn.

Then Joyce walked in.

She nodded to the media reporters below.

She was wearing a high-quality military uniform, with each button

hollowed out in K gold, and the shoulder straps on both sides were

inlaid with seven-pointed stars made of pure gold, noble and dazzling,

piercing people's eyes.

With perfect features, a cold and arrogant temperament, calm yet

restrained.

There were exclamations below.

Joyce took a seat next to Cecelia.

Then, at exactly 7 o'clock, the press conference officially began.

The morning news was broadcast simultaneously.

Ralph nodded to Cecelia and Joyce to stand up together.

First, Ralph expressed his apologies to the whole nation in front of the

live camera. He reflected on the inconvenience and panic caused to the

people by the warlords.

Then they bowed 90 degrees to the camera and remained silent for a

full minute.

After bowing in apology.

Ralph sat down and briefly talked about his deliberate house arrest in

order to wipe out the warlords. He said that the goal had been

successfully achieved and that from now on, he would restore peace to

the people. For the first time at an official press conference, he

proposed that with the change of the presidency, the Heath family

would return military power to assist the president in maintaining

stability as their duty.

Such actions.

Caused a sensation, and media outlets rushed to report

simultaneously.

Soon, almost all social media exploded, and the comment section was

flooded, almost all of which were highly praised. Marshal Ralph was

said to be open-minded and far-sighted. He swept away the oppressive

feeling that the warlords had brought to the people before, and the

praise was overwhelming.

Joyce also made a very short speech.

The press conference was much more effective than they had

imagined. Public opinion-wise, it could be said to stand at the highest

point.

After the end.

Joyce hurried to the backstage lounge, took off her military uniform and

changed into casual clothes.

Cecelia saw that Joyce was emotionally unstable today. Although Joyce

didn't say so, she could feel it.

She asked with concern, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry

to leave? Are you going to the hospital?"

Joyce replied, "Yes. I'm taking Andres over for a visit. I won't participate

in the reporters’ questions.”

Cecelia understood and asked again, “Are you hiding something from

me? Has something happened to Luther?"

Joyce bit her lip, "Unclear now. Mom, the teams developing drugs

within the warlords seem to have all been killed by Otis. Do you have

any other scientific researchers?"

Cecelia was startled, "No wonder I couldn't find them. One must see

the living, the other must see the dead. I must find a way to find out. As

for other scientific researchers, there are none at the moment. What's

wrong? What do you need?"

Joyce frowned, "I can't explain it for now. I'll take Andres over first.”

"Okay." Cecelia responded.

Joyce led Anderson out from backstage, "Andres, I'm taking you to see

your dad."

Anderson said happily, "Okay."

On the other hand.

Hospital.

The anesthetic had worn off.

Luther slowly opened his eyes.