Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

In a roundabout way, it came back to this question.

Blanca Roach’s expression finally changed slightly, she frowned slightly impatiently, but still answered his question calmly: “I already said that the video was edited, the truth is not the case.”

“So you’re saying that Miss Winifred is lying?”

Blanca Roach nodded her head without hesitation, her voice clear and pleasant: “Yes!”

The reporter who asked this question immediately asked the cameraman to point the camera at Winifred, capturing the obvious anger and excitement on Winifred’s face.

The reporter’s heart was filled with joy and he hurriedly interviewed Winifred: “Does Miss Winifred have anything to say?”

Winifred looked up at the camera and suddenly got red eyes, a full teardrop slid down from her eyes, “The clear is clear, the foul is foul, I believe justice lies in the hearts of the people!”

She also gave Blanca Roach a meaningful look after saying that.

Great.

Blanca Roach sneered in her heart, she is really an actress, this acting skill is really good.

No doubt the journalists present were also bewildered by Winifred and immediately launched a series of attacks on Blanca Roach.

“Miss Blanca Roach, you don’t think you should apologize to Miss Jenny, do you?”

Blanca Roach was crisp and clear: “Yes.”

“Why don’t you feel that your actions were wrong?”

“Because what you saw was fake.”

“Wasn’t that person in the video you?”

Blanca Roach frowned slightly, “It was me.”

“Was that video footage all filmed for real?”

“Yes.”

“And is it true that you and Miss Jenny were fighting over the same dress?”

“Yes.” Blanca Roach’s face had gone cold.

“Did you say that line about you being able to afford it?”

After a moment of silence, Blanca Roach suddenly gave a cold laugh, followed by a nod and said, “Yes, I did.”

“Then why did you say it was all false?”

Blanca Roach is about to die from this reporter’s exasperation, repeatedly going back and forth with this question.

She said that the video was an edited video, that it was not true, and that they could not understand what she said?

Winifred sat on the sidelines with a crazy grin in her downcast gaze.

“The footage is real, you are real, and what you say is real, so why do you contradict yourself and say that what we know is false?”

The flash clicked and clicked, the white light kept irritating her eyes, and she even felt that tears would flow out in the next second.

But she seldom blinked, and her sore eyes looked straight into those black lenses without flinching.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The incessant repetition of questions cascaded around her ears, and no one gave her a chance to speak.

All questions could only be answered with a yes or no, and finally went into a dead end.

Her hands slowly clenched into fists in her sleeves.

Suddenly Matthew Grant’s hand came up and separated her clenched fingers.

Matthew Grant glanced over and a reporter urged the cameraman to move forward, but for some reason, the cameraman shrank back as he looked straight into the camera’s cold eyes.

Matthew Grant withdrew his eyes and scanned the entire venue.

The crowd of people and cameras and microphones, they were clamoring, stretching their necks, moving forward in the flashing white light.

He and Blanca were like two pieces of sizzling donkey meat, and they were a bunch of beasts watching.

They want to swarm and eat this piece of meat.

They have no heart and will do anything to ask for the answers they want.

Under the banner of doing justice, they do things that are more vicious than anyone else.

“Please answer our question. why is Ms. Blanca Roach silent on this issue?”

“May I ask if what you say is true, then why don’t you see the director of the clothing store come out to do justice to you?