Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 659

Chapter 659 Send Me the Evidence

Seeing that he finally backed down, Elspeth breathed a sigh of relief, and she walked up to the journalist after realizing he had no intentions of leaving while the others were already gone.

"Excuse me, but if I'm not mistaken, you are a journalist from 'Moments Unveiled,' right?"

The journalist, thinking highly of himself, raised his chin. "So what if I am?"

At that, Elspeth clicked her tongue twice. "In that case, do you know which company 'Moments Unveiled' belongs to?"

"And how could I not know that?!"

"In that case, what was your intention in coming here to provoke me?"

"When have I done that?" the journalist retorted with a stiff upper lip. "I was simply asking a few questions, and you didn't provide me with any specific answers, did you?"

"Just asking a few questions, huh? The hostility in your tone nearly hit me in the face!" Elspeth sneered, feeling disgusted by his words.

"Are you here to accuse me now?"

Elspeth shook her head in response. "You're mistaken. I didn't come to accuse you."

The journalist, thinking Elspeth was backing down, was prepared to give her an out. "I know 'Moments Unveiled' is owned by a big conglomerate, and I'm sure you won't make things difficult for me."

"Looks like you don't get what I mean." Elspeth smirked, listening to his laughable words and observing his ridiculous behavior.

"What do you mean, Miss Lynwood?"

"Your editor is Federick Seanzy, isn't it?"

The journalist considered it carefully, then nodded with relief when he thought the two couldn't possibly have any connections. "Yes. What's wrong with that?"

"Do you know that he is my friend?"

The journalist was stunned, never expecting that. "How could the two of you be friends? You two have no connections at all!"

"You're just a small journalist there. How could you possibly know who your editor is friends with?"

Although the journalist was somewhat flustered, after careful consideration, even if Elspeth and Federick were friends, she wouldn't have the power to make him resign directly. "So what if you're friends with my editor? Are you going to use your influence to have me fired? Is there no justice left?"

Elspeth nearly burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with what I said?" The journalist grew somewhat annoyed, not understanding what was so funny.

However, Elspeth couldn't be bothered to argue with him, so she stared into his eyes, showing a hint of authority despite her calm demeanor. "Having you fired is nothing. What I truly want is to make sure you can't survive here."

Before the journalist could react, Elspeth waved her hand, and someone behind her stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

The impassive bodyguard held him firmly, the contrast in their sizes making the journalist resemble a helpless little mouse.

"What are you doing?!"

Finding him noisy, Elspeth signaled to the bodyguard with her eyes, and the latter immediately understood her command. He then slapped the journalist across the face.

"How dare you hit me?! Do you know I can sue you for that?"

Elspeth didn't care about his raging accusations. She bent down slightly and inquired, "Let me ask you this, then. Who sent you here to cause trouble?"