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Chapter 162: The Reporter Didn’t Co, but the Trouble Maker did!

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“In the Splendid Sayon neighborhood.

It was past eleven at night, Sherry returned ho exhausted, tiptoeing to the front door and opening it carefully.

Originally, she thought that at this late hour, and considering she had given White a heads-up telling him she would be late, she wouldn’t expect him to wait up.

But when she opened the door, she saw White sitting in the living room waiting for her.

On top of that, freshly prepared dishes were laid out on the dining table.

“Bro, didn’t I tell you not to wait for ? How did you even know I would return at this ti, enough to prepare a al?” Sherry playfully complained.

However, she quickly figured it out and faked annoyance, saying, “It was Mori who inford you, isn’t it?”

White chuckled, then imdiately said, “I heard you only had instant noodles for dinner. Co on, hurry up and eat sothing.”

“I swear Morgan is like your spy around !” Sherry responded with a lancholic tone. Yet, her cheeky face was radiating with an irresistible sense of joy.

“Did you have a hard day at work? Anything special happened?” As Sherry feasted on the food prepared by White, he suddenly questioned.

Instantly, Sherry beca evasive and hurriedly put down her chopsticks, replying, “No, no, it’s just that I’m not familiar with many business matters as I just took over the company. I stayed up late reviewing the docunts, that’s all.”

After speaking, she pretended to continue eating, burying her face in the bowl.

She did not want White to know about what had happened at the company today, in fear of worrying him and dragging him into it.

Because of this, she had specifically asked Mori not to ntion it to White.

However, unbeknown to her, White was well updated on every movent of the Jones Group.

“If there’s nothing bothering you, that’s good. After eating, go to sleep imdiately. Don’t overwork yourself. It pains to see you exhaust yourself like this.” White said quietly.

If Sherry did not want him to know, he would pretend to be unaware. With Elijah and Mori around, even if anything did happen, he would be inford imdiately, and would then step in to help.

Hearing White’s words, which were nearly equivalent to a love confession, Sherry was moved, and her face instantly flushed, exposing her shyness.

Realizing her embarrassnt, Sherry lowered her head further, almost dunking it into the food bowl.

Looking at this, White had a joyful expression on his face.

In this manner, both of them remained silent, quietly savoring the brief, yet beautiful mont.

The next morning, instead of heading to the company, Sherry went directly to the Wenx Hotel located next to the Jones Group.

“Miss, you’re here. The eting room is ready; you might want to take a look.” Elijah greeted Sherry as soon as she arrived.

This ti, the Jones Group had mobilized all staff. At that mont, more than a hundred employees filled the eting venue, their faces reflecting a poised deanor.

Sherry took a deep breath and said with gratitude, “Thank you, everyone.”

She then inspected the venue again, checking the hotel lights, sound system, and all small details to make sure there were no issues. Only then did she feel slightly relieved.

“Elijah, now we just wait for the reporters to arrive. Everyone must hold their ground no matter what …” Sherry said with a heavy heart.

Clap, clap, clap

But just as she was about to finish speaking, an untily clapping sound ca from the entrance of the eting room.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh All eyes instantly turned to the entrance.

Seeing who had arrived, their faces imdiately clouded over.

“Will Jones!? What is he here for!?” Elijah Bailey expressed with disgust, feeling a bit uneasy. He instinctively felt that for Will Jones to show up at this ti, it wouldn’t bring any good news.

As for Sherry Jones, upon seeing Will Jones, an involuntary chilliness surfaced on her delicate face.

But she was aware that at this crucial point, reporters could appear at any mont, making it inappropriate to have a falling out with Will Jones.

So, after weighing her options, she spoke to Elijah Bailey and others, “Everyone, stay calm. Let’s focus on smoothly concluding the press conference, we can ignore everything else for now!”

Upon hearing these words, the crowd nodded earnestly, but their stares were still locked onto Will Jones, vigilantly keeping an eye on them in case they stirred up any trouble.

Just as Sherry Jones was cautioning everybody, Will Jones had already walked up to them with his gang including Ryan.

“So busy, Mr. Jones! Why didn’t you let know about such a big event as a press conference? After all, we’re family, aren’t we?

You could have invited us to provide so support. You didn’t even bother to invite us. Are you alienating us?” Will Jones sarcastically remarked.

Keeping a stern face, Sherry Jones coldly responded, “Uncle, I don’t want any quarrels in such an occasion. But if you absolutely insist on causing a scene, I don’t mind having security escort you out!”

Hearing Sherry Jones’ words, Will Jones laughed dismissively. He seed to completely ignore her threat, confidently taking a seat right in front of her.

“Mr. Jones, the way you put it, do you think I, Will Jones, am as shaless as your Jones Group? I’m just here to watch the show today, just to see how you all perform.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to cause any trouble. I’ll just sit here, quietly, watching you perform. Ha ha ha ” Will Jones said, laughing brazenly.

Hearing Will Jones’ words, Snowden Jones and Ryan and others burst into laughter too, the laughter was teeming with scorn.

Upon hearing these laughs, the Jones Group people seed ready to spit fire. Outrage was raging, each of them glaring at Will Jones and his company.

At this mont, they wished they could rip Will Jones and his group apart.

Seeing this, Sherry Jones was also quite irritated. But in order not to interfere with the press conference, she told everyone, “Everyone, just focus on your own tasks. You don’t need to pay attention to those unrelated people!”

Having said this, Sherry Jones took the lead, completely ignoring Will Jones’ group.

Despite this, the presence of Will Jones and his company still made Sherry Jones feel uneasy, especially as ti wore on, this feeling of unease beca even more pervasive.

“Elijah, it’s almost ti. Why aren’t there any reporters yet? Has soone been asked to contact them?” Glancing at her watch, her beautiful face was filled with gravity.

Elijah Bailey replied worriedly, “They’ve been contacted. They all said they’re on the way.”

They’re all on the way?

Sherry Jones’ eyebrows knitted together. The uneasiness in her heart was threatening to burst forth.

At this mont, everyone held their breath. The atmosphere was so tense it was palpable. The mood of the entire venue was gradually becoming oppressive, silent as the calm before the storm, filled with a sense of impending danger.

Boom!

Just then, a thunderous roar akin to thunder suddenly broke the silence in the room.

Imdiately after, a group of muscular thugs barged straight into the venue.

The leader of the thugs, with a nacing look on his face, roared, “Fuck! I warned you guys yesterday. You’re ignoring , huh!?

Still dare to hold this fucking press conference? Good! Very good! You love holding it so much? I’ll make you enjoy it fully!

“Boys, smash it up! I want to see how this fucking conference can still go on! If anyone dares to stop you, I’ll fucking bury him with my mother!”

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