Chapter 1260
Everyone stared at the reporter, realizing he truly had no patience at all. In their line of work, patience was the most essential quality. Yet, after only a few exchanges, he was already snapping–clear proof that something was off. Before Aurora could respond, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
“Well, if someone from my company really said that, then I’ll have to investigate it thoroughly.”
All eyes turned toward the source of the voice. There stood Daniel, accompanied by his secretary. The black-clad reporter grew even more irritable at being interrupted, already feeling guilty inside.
“And who are you to butt in? I’m speaking here—what gives you the right to cut me off?”
Aurora arched a brow at his arrogance.
“Let me remind you—didn’t you just claim that you got this information from Daniel Lewis’ company?”
The reporter frowned, clearly not understanding her point. “I already spelled it out for you. Didn’t you get it? I said I got the news from his company. So, your project with him isn’t really a big deal.”
“Oh, I see now.”
Aurora turned with a smile toward Daniel Lewis. “Mr. Lewis, you heard what this reporter just said, didn’t you?”
“Mr. Lewis?” The crowd gasped in surprise.
Aurora nodded calmly. “That’s right. This is the very ‘Mr. Lewis’ the reporter mentioned. And since he’s here in person, if there’s anything more to be said, we can settle it face to face.”
Now the tables had turned, and everyone looked at the black-clad reporter with schadenfreude. Megan couldn’t help spitting out, “What a joke. I don’t know which outlet sent you, but you’ve been spewing nonsense. Now the man himself is standing right in front of you, and suddenly you’ve gone silent?”
“Exactly. Reporters like you give the profession a bad name. Best thing would be to blacklist you. Which media company are you from, anyway?” Ian frowned.
The black-clad reporter instantly became the target of everyone’s scorn. This time, he didn’t dare utter a single word.
The black-clad reporter stammered for ages, unable to come up with a single word. Megan found it amusing. “What’s wrong? Tongue-tied all of a sudden? Don’t tell me someone with an agenda sent you here?”
“No, absolutely not!” The reporter tried to slip away, but soon realized the other journalists had closed ranks, blocking every exit.
Aurora held back a smile as she turned to Daniel. “Mr. Lewis, could I trouble you to take a look? Do you recognize this reporter?”
Daniel actually stepped forward, studying the man’s face closely. At last, he shook his head.
“Miss Walton, I’ve never seen someone so bundled up. Even if I were looking for a partner, I certainly wouldn’t work with someone who won’t even show his real face. At the very least, I’d need to know who I’m dealing with.” He turned back sharply. “And as for that project—you really think I’d reveal anything?”
“How could I?” Daniel exclaimed. “I’m still losing sleep over it myself. There’s no way I’d go spreading details recklessly.”
“This is pure slander!” He jabbed a finger toward the reporter. “Tell me the truth, who sent you here to smear me? You’d better start talking, or I’ll call the police.”