Chapter 469: Chapter 469 She Lied to Me
The woman was dressed in a sleek black gown, her slightly curled hair hung behind her like ink spilled in the water, and the petite diamond studs in her ears sparkled a radiant, faint purple under the sunlight.
She raised her hand, making a gesture for silence.
The reporters hastily pointed their microphones toward her, but they noticeably lowered the volume of their voices.
Charlotte Thompson’s lips curled into a slight smile. Her voice, like a flowing stream, rang out eerily in the air.
"I know why you all are here, you wish to get a more significant scoop from me."
She paused for a moment, her eyes sparkled, radiating an enchanting charm.
However, she seemed unblemished by the mud around her, like a naive white flower untouched by worldly affairs.
She stood there with a demeanor unmatched by anyone present.
She continued, "I will not bring my personal feelings into my words. If anyone here wants to know the truth, they can check out my microblog. The statements there are based on objective facts, with no elements of deceit."
As her voice faded, the reporters began to whisper among themselves.
The crowd was bustling, a Rolls-Royce slowly stopped behind the reporters.
Justin Battleson stepped out of the driver’s seat, a pair of black sunglasses covering his face.
The sound of the closing car door satisfyingly attracted all the reporters’ attention.
Just as he closed the car door, Justin looked up and immediately saw Charlotte Thompson surrounded by reporters.
He removed his sunglasses and strode towards the crowd.
Spotting his arrival, the reporters consciously made way for him.
Justin Battleson unimpededly stood next to Charlotte, catching her surprised gaze.
He paused, lowered his gaze onto the vari-coloured microphones being directed towards him again and frowned slightly as he heard a flurry of questions.
"Mr. Battleson, why have you come here?"
"Mr. Battleson, did you rush here for your sake or for Miss Thompson’s?"
"Mr. Battleson, there were rumours online about you and Miss Evelyn Curtis being fiancés, can you tell us whether it’s true or not?"
"Mr. Battleson, what is your opinion on the microblog post by Miss Thompson?"
The last question successfully caught Justin Battleson’s attention.
He looked at the journalist who asked the question, a glint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said, "I do not agree with Miss Thompson’s statement."
He paused, turned his head to look at Charlotte Thompson, who was also looking at him, her gaze full of confusion.
What does he mean by disagree?
What is he trying to do?
After a few seconds, the man continued, "Evelyn Curtis and I are not a couple, there was just a misunderstanding five years ago. I always thought that Evelyn Curtis was the one who saved my life, so I kept giving her resources and even purposefully promoted her, but I didn’t expect that until now I found out that this has been a carefully planned lie by Evelyn Curtis all along."
He lowered his gaze, shooting a glance at Charlotte Thompson.
She didn’t show any expression, her brows remained slightly furrowed.
A light breeze blew, gently lifting the strands of hair on her forehead. Her icy demeanor stood out especially against the man’s presence.
Clearing his throat, Justin Battleson paused for a few seconds before finishing the last sentence, "She lied to me, deceived me for five years, and I now know that the person who saved my life is someone else."
Following his words, the atmosphere was buzzing with astonishment.
The reporters exchanged glances, all seeing unspeakable shock in each other’s eyes.
As expected, coming here to intercept them was the right choice, Justin Battleson even came himself to expose the scandal!