The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1594

Robin addressed the media with a smile, saying. “The Harper family could never stoop to such acts of oppression

and persecution. I believe you all witnessed the state Addie found herself in, and heard her words. I hope that this

will clear any misunderstandings you may have about the Harper family. Moreover, I hope that Ms. Summers will

think twice before taking any reckless actions. If your actions are merely a declaration of war against the Harper

family, we are ready to face it. I just hope that whatever happens in the future, you won’t live to regret it.”

Robin maintained a demeanor of an elder, his tone imbued with a thick sense of helplessness. In the end, he left the

stage shaking his head in regret

The impromptu press conference ended, clearing any lingering doubts. Online spectators, having seen the

proceedings, started to change their allegiances like the wind.

“Presley stripped Damon of his title; that must have provoked Ms. Summers into retaliating, right?”

“Wow, this Ms. Summers can’t tolerate even a bit of humiliation. She creates a scene for such a petty issue?“c2

“Taking away all the servants was probably to further irritate old man Harper, right?”

“She’s too vengeful”

While these comments were clearly biased, they were expressed in a relatively mild tone, lacking any real venom.

However, it wasn’t long before a few more aggressive posts appeared online.

“She has admitted herself that she is a vengeful person, and some idiots still idolize her. Trash always attracts

trash–like”

“Vengeful people are inevitably narrow–minded! Her actions clearly reveal that she is not a good person. She

abandoned her family without a second thought, and for what? No matter the reason, she drove her elders who

watched her grow to desperation. What kind of public figure is this?”

“Just considering today’s events, how shameless can one be? Knowing full well that Presley despises her, she still

went out of her way to provoke him. What a peculiar creature”

“What did the servants do to deserve this? I saw the butler, who is not young, and I can’t help but wonder what

grudge she holds against him to warrant such treatment.”

“She drove her grandparents to the brink, while her boyfriend’s parents are still missing, and she doesn’t seem to

show any remorse or grief. She beat up the old servant just to get back at Presley. Is she targeting the elderly? She

is nothing but a scourge on society. Why doesn’t God do something about this scourge?”

Chloe’s few die–hard fans were almost driven to rage by these comments. Their indignant replies seemed too weak

compared to these comments. The online community sighed collectively at these words, probably the harshest

criticism Chloe received recently.

“Who are you people? Are you out of your minds, suddenly emerging to insult someone so brazenly?”

“We like vengeful people, what about it? You trolls know nothing better than hiding behind screens and spouting

nonsense! Be careful or Mr. Harper might drag you out and whip you!”

“Ms. Summers has always been like this, when have you seen her start a fight? It’s you who are the real scum. She

probably doesn’t even know which corner of the world you parasites come from. Why do you insult people for no

reason? Don’t you feel ashamed?”

“Do we need a reason to be disgusted by her? She offends us! She’s bothering us! Delusional fans, get lost, we’re

not trying to wake up a bunch of brain–dead trash!”

“Anyone who hurts the elderly deserves retribution!”

“What do you mean she doesn’t start fights? Breaking into the Harper household and beating up the old servant

doesn’t count as starting a fight? Are you blind?”

Chloe was a bit surprised, because she didn’t expect to be ambushed by a crowd of reporters at her own doorstep.

But the surprise quickly turned into understanding

Robin was always cunning. If she could predict some events, so could he. She just didn’t expect him to know where

she lived, let alone predict her arrival time and arrange for the reporters to ambush her.

Chloe smirked at the crowd of reporters waiting at her gate. He had planned this well

“Madam, what should we do now?” The bodyguard who was driving asked.

Chloe smirked, leaned back in her seat, and pulled out her phone to check the internet. She swept through the

online situation and let out a cold laugh.

“Now that they’ve cornered me, not showing up would make me seem guilty. Find a safe spot for me to get off

Chloe said.

“Understood.” The driver replied.

As Chloe got out of the car with the bodyguard’s escort, the reporters quickly swarmed her. Naturally, they were

held back by the bodyguards.

“Ms. Summers, the statements made by the Harper family’s old servant at the press conference, were they true?”

“Breaking into someone else’s house, injuring the old servant, and taking away all the other servants just to

provoke Presley. So, there’s no real oppression or persecution, is there?”

“Did you tell the servant in advance what to say in front of the media in the parking lot?”

As soon as the reporter finished speaking, Chloe’s indifferent gaze fell on him. In that instant, the reporter felt as if

he had been pierced by ice, his limbs numb and cold.

Casually withdrawing her gaze, Chloe faced the other reporters and calmly spoke, “What did the old servant say? I

forced my way into someone else’s house? Had someone beat her up, and even took away all the servants to

provoke the old man?”

The reporters didn’t speak, they exchanged glances as if to confirm her words.

Chloe smirked silently. “Accusing someone without any evidence comes with a price. You, as reporters, have

cornered me here to ask me these questions, don’t you find it ridiculous?”

“But the servant’s words were also without evidence. The reporter said.

“Why do you immediately assume her word is nothing but air, and yet you hold the old housekeeper’s words as

gospel?” Chloe’s voice cut through the reporter’s words, “You’re questioning me on baseless accusations? Why

should I dignify such targeted questions with a response? If you can’t do your job as journalists, I can always take it

up with your bosses. Perhaps you’re better suited as online trolls.”

“Ms. Summers, we would still appreciate if you could answer our questions. We have a duty and an obligation to

seek the truth for the public.” The reporter said

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