“The Gustin Group consortium and the presidential palace held a conference one after another, they must have unified their caliber, I think they are definitely going to break up with Paige, Paige is 80% finished.”
“How can it not be over ah, the public grievance is so big that, if they don’t push Paige out, this fire is going to burn to their own body.”
Paige sat down and heard the two reporters next to her whisper.
“Quiet! Quiet!” The launch host shouted into the microphone, using all his strength to control the scene.
“Chase the blame! Chase the blame!” The people in the back of the room were still letting out loud chants.
The scene was a bit chaotic, seeing this, one of the reporters in front of Paige suddenly stood up and rushed towards the host with a swift momentum, snatching the other party’s microphone with one hand, “Mr. Gustin, rebuilding the slums is a big cooperation between the Presidential Office, the Gustin Group Consortium and Temple in Heaven that has shocked the world, and now that the Now that the Ferris wheel virus has broken out, who do you think is the cause, Paige? She was originally from the slums too!”
The host helplessly goes to grab his own microphone.
Enrico, seated in the center, sniffs and glances away absently with his eyes raised.
With that, he reached out and popped his hand in the microphone twice.
A burst of noise came out of the big stereos all over the place, stinging everyone’s ears, and the place fell silent.
Gabriel blinked his eyes and covered his ears with two small hands as he plopped down on Paige’s lap.
Paige looked to the front as Enrico glanced around, his eyes didn’t linger on her, instead he reached out and unwrapped the microphone and held it in his hand, sneering, “I’m having a press conference or you are, you guys are so good at talking about it I’ll give you my spot.”
He hooked his lips, but there was little smile on his face.
At once, the scene became even quieter.
The reporter who grabbed the microphone sat back with a snappy face, and the photographers next to him didn’t even turn on their flash, and could only silently videotape and take pictures.
The people holding up the banner carefully put it away.
Enrico held the microphone with one hand and did not speak, only looking at the scene, the tattoo on the tiger’s mouth arrogant to the extreme.
In the middle of the day, the crowded plaza didn’t even breathe a little.
Seeing the situation, Enrico only to put the microphone under the lips again, eye color cold, indifferent opening, “prevention and control is more important than everything, I Enrico also do not have the heart nonsense, today held a press conference will only say one thing.”
Saying that, Enrico picked up a small book from the desktop with one hand.
The bright red of the cover shone by the sunlight.
Photographers rushed forward carrying their cameras as reporters hated to rush to the front to get a look.
Paige sat quietly in her seat, looking at the splash of red while her heart sank steeply into the bottomless depths.
Do not …
Can’t.
She clutched the skirt around her body and looked straight at him with one eye as a piercing coldness penetrated her heart.
“Mommy, why are your hands so cold?” Gabriel stood beside her and took her hand in his.
Paige, still looking at Enrico, shook her head at him.
Don’t.
He’ll be ruined, he’ll be ruined by her.
Take it back, take it back now.
But Enrico didn’t look at her, much less hear the voices in her mind, as he sat there, in the midst of a group of food-faced executives, his long, slender fingers twirling the book in his hand, turning it right over.
In his hand, it was clearly a marriage certificate.
Peach blossom burning, suitable for the family.
The promise of a white head, the book to the paper.
The words of the beautiful benediction were moving, and in the photo in the center, the couple left clean and sweet smiles.
“…”
The first photographers to get a good look at the picture collectively giggled and froze, looking from behind the camera to the marriage certificate in Enrico’s hand, “Mr. Gustin, you and Paige … are husband and wife?”
The words drifted into the microphone and out of the stereo around the room.
The room was deathly silent for a split second.
Married? Who, Enrico and Paige, the plutocrat and the slumlord?
This was even more fantastical than Rafael marrying a commoner.
What the hell?
“Watch the date on it, Paige and I were registered last year.”
Enrico placed the marriage certificate in his hand on the edge of the table and stood there for them to take pictures of, “I’ve got a bunch of copies if you can’t see it clearly, feel free to look at them.”
“…”
The whole room was confused by his rampant attitude.
Is this the time when you can have an open marriage?
What the hell.
The executives of the Gustin Group consortium sat there, silently holding their foreheads, the sky collapsing, collapsing and getting used to it.
A reporter reacted and rushed to the front and asked loudly, “Mr. Gustin, what do you mean by publicizing the marriage at this time, are you trying to say that you are aware of what Paige did, then what about the Ferris wheel virus, are you aware of that as well?”
“The truth about the Ferris Wheel Virus will be found out by someone else, all I have to say today is …”
Enrico said coldly, pressing down the marriage certificate on the edge of the table, suddenly raising his eyes, a pair of grayish eyes looking grimly straight at the camera, and said word by word, “I don’t care who’s behind this, and who’s pushing behind it, and what the public’s grievances are, Paige is my Enrico’s wife, and I’ll take responsibility for all of her affairs.”
“…”
“From today onwards, protests or marches, all spears will just be directed at me!”
Enrico’s face was extremely cold and his tone was extremely open.
“…”
“I’ll stop here, if I see anyone holding up Paige’s picture again, then don’t blame me, Enrico, for holding a grudge… I don’t want this consortium, as long as you’re willing to have no peace in your home from now on.”
This is the only one in Country A who is the number one plutocrat in the country who puts out harsh threats in a press conference in a bright and honorable manner.
He was not joking.
His eyes were even murderous.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Among the people standing extremely tall in the back, someone silently took down the poster in their hands, and then felt on what grounds, and tried to pick it up again, but their hands inexplicably shook.
“…”
Paige sat back in her seat and closed her eyes painfully, her long eyelashes fluttering.
Why did he have to be like this, there was nothing to be gained by falling off the deep end with her.
After an excessively long silence, the populace finally rallied, one voice bringing up a large chorus, “Protest! Protest!”
“Enrico is clearly trying to harbor Paige!”
“Accountability! Where’s Paige? Let Paige out!”
“It’s ridiculous to try to cover up the culprit with a marriage contract!”
“Boycott Temple in Heaven! Boycott the Gustin Group!”
The people shouted loudly, and some people tried to rush forward and were forcibly stopped by the bodyguards.
The scene began to get out of control.
Jaden frowned and walked to Paige’s side, whispering, “Miss, shall I walk you out first?”
Paige didn’t move, just looked in Enrico’s direction and moved her lips, “Did you already know he would do this?”
“…”
Jaden bowed his head in silence.
“How could you not stop.”
She clenched her skirt, she couldn’t believe that Jaden didn’t understand what was at stake here, he was clearly letting Enrico fall into purgatory with her.