Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Blanca Roach looked around the week, there was not a single face underneath that was not excited, not a single person was not excited.

They were like wolves biting at their prey, desperately trying to get the meat in their mouths, preferably by biting their prey’s throat out.

Blanca Roach saw the smug Winifred, who was looking at her provocatively.

She hooked her lips and thought to herself that this was probably the power of profit.

They come together to form a group, and for the sake of so-called “justice”, madly attack the other side. To them the group is justice, the number is the reason.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Even if this is not the case, they still have the idea that “no one is to blame”, so they keep acting justifiably.

“Blanca Roach, why do you have to bite the bullet and not tell the truth, as long as you admit it, I believe no one will give you a hard time.”

Won’t she be embarrassed?

Blanca Roach laughed coldly, they would probably swarm her and eat her up.

Winifred raised his eyebrows in triumph, and his heart surged with a crazy feeling of pleasure.

Blanca Roach! This is your revenge!

You must suffer!

The humiliation she has suffered these days, she will definitely pay back a hundred times.

When the unethical reporters heard Winifred’s words, they immediately changed their minds and said, regardless of whether Blanca Roach admitted the crime or not: “Mrs. Grant, are you afraid of being punished by the law because you haven’t told the truth?”

“Mrs. Grant, when you first hurt Miss Jenny why did not you think of now, or is this not the first time you have done this kind of thing and have become accustomed to it?”

“…”

These reporters’ questions are more heartless than one, Blanca Roach listened to straight frown, hands slowly clenched the corner of the coat.

“Why should I be punished by the law? I’ve done nothing to worry about, it should be some evil people who are making waves!”

Whether it’s Winifred or Shelly, or these journalists who are helping the tigers!

They are the real villains.

Blanca Roach’s emotions fluctuated a bit, and Curtis Irwin looked on with trepidation.

Unscrupulous journalists!

After their president released the evidence, see how they should end up!

But then again, when will the president release the evidence?

Curtis Irwin quietly glanced at the black-faced Matthew Grant, and immediately had an answer in his heart.

No one wanted to hurt his wife more than their president.

Since the president has been able to hold back, it can only mean that the time has not yet come.

We have to wait.

Curtis Irwin pursed his lips and endured.

But not for nothing, he wants to take a good look at the face of these reporters, he wants to write down the names of these people, the president will not easily let them go.

Listening to the increasingly unrestrained words in his ears, Matthew Grant’s eyes have been filled with a storm.

The little girl that he had placed in his heart and spoiled, had been made to suffer so much by them.

If not to settle this matter once and for all, he would not have let them …

Matthew Grant grimaced and gave a cold laugh.

“Mrs. Grant you keep saying that you are wrongly accused, so where is your evidence?”

“Yes, Mrs. Grant you just said that the video on the Internet is edited, then where is the real video?”

“Mrs. Grant, there is no proof by word of mouth, if there is no real proof, I can choose not to believe anything you say today.”

So after all she just said, did anyone believe it?

Why would they be so righteous when they only want to believe what they want to see and hear?

Blanca Roach let out a long breath, her fists clenching and unclenching.

“Finally to the point, the evidence you want, is in my hands.”

After saying that, Blanca Roach turned her head to look at the surprised Winifred, the corners of her lips slowly hooked up: “I not only have the original video in my hand, but also so much evidence about this accident, I can show it to you one by one.”