It was from an anonymous number, no idea who it was, but the president's otherwise
calm mood became complicated.
Whoever was able to take his wife and daughter from the layers of protection must have
come from a lot of people.
Moreover, they seemed to be able to see what he was doing and saying.
Mind you, this press conference was not broadcast live online, it was taped.
Everything that happens live was only transmitted half an hour later, after it had been
vetted by the presidential secretariat.
So the only people who knew what he was saying now, apart from the staff present,
were these journalists.
Who were they?
What was their purpose?
"Mr President, was it true that Madame and Miss Marianne have been kidnapped?"
"Mr President, who do you think they were kidnapped by?"
"Mr. President, what do you think of the news this time? Do you think someone is
deliberately targeting you?"
"Mr. President …."
The reporters below kept asking questions.
The president looked at his phone and looked a little uneasy.
This press conference today was a good opportunity, if they didn't take the opportunity
to clarify those rumours, he's afraid that the public opinion would grow stronger later.
But now his wife and daughter were being taken away, and the other party's words just
now were clearly intended to threaten him, and if he continued to speak, in case he
angered the other party, his wife and daughter would be in danger.
However, if he did not say anything, then he would not only miss this opportunity, but
he's afraid that the outside world would also say that he was a thief.
"Mr President ……"
The reporters on stage were still asking questions, and countless flashing lights were
directed at him for pictures.
The tangle in the president's eyes quickly dispersed and gradually raised his head, his
gaze was firm and angry: "That's right, my wife and daughter were indeed kidnapped,
and I have reason to suspect that the other party is the one who recently created public
opinion to discredit me."
Saying that, he took out his mobile phone and showed the text message to the
reporters, "I received this text message at the same time I walked in here, the other
party is trying to stop me from stating the facts."
"What are the facts? Mr President!"
The reporters were even more excited, this was a really big story that would surely
attract a lot of attention when broadcasted.
"Who on earth could have broken through the heavy protection and kidnapped Madam
and Miss Marianne?"
Some other journalists questioned.
"They must be from a very unusual background, right?"
"Of course." The president said indignantly, "Those who can create so much public
opinion to suppress me and kidnap my wife and daughter are naturally not ordinary
people, I just want to be a good president who works for the people, I don't know what
has gotten in the way of others, why do they want to plot against me like this.
I know that my wife and daughter will be in danger if I speak out about this now, but, as
a president, I carry not only my personal reputation, but also the fate of the whole Erihal,
even if I lose the lives of my wife and daughter, I still want to set the record straight."
These words were spoken with righteous indignation and humble desolation.
It instantly drew countless sympathy points.
It was as if an honest man had been bullied and was powerless to fight back, so he
could only ask for help.
The reporters expressed their anger and sympathy and began to ask for specifics, and
some even speculated that Daemon was deliberately targeting him in order to seek the
position of president.
Once these remarks were made, many journalists followed suit.
In a flash, public opinion began to backfire.
The president watched all this with satisfaction, he knew that the situation was starting
to turn around.
Meanwhile.
In an abandoned warehouse, the president's wife watched the scene through her
computer and was dumbfounded.
She knew her husband was a man who valued his position of power over anything, but
had no idea that he had all but ignored her and her daughter for these things.
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