The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 593: Overwhelming Aura

With this smile, Manager Jennings’s face turned even more unpleasant.

The veins on his forehead throbbed as he suppressed his anger and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

He stopped smiling and said, "You say you’re not shirking responsibility, but why does everything you say sound like you’re shirking responsibility?"

The other media present stared at him, amazed at his audacity.

Some uninvited media personnel chimed in—

"You’re definitely shirking responsibility!"

"Such a big company, and you don’t even dare to take responsibility for your own mistakes?"

"This is ridiculous. Saying we should wait for your results... You’re the ones who made the toxic food, you’re in charge of the investigation, you’re announcing the results; you’re both the judge and the contestant. Of course, whatever you say goes!"

Feeling very pleased, he picked up the microphone and continued, "Manager Jennings, are you still going to shirk responsibility now? According to reliable sources, the patient currently being resuscitated might already be dead. You sidestep the issue, mentioning ’discomfort’ but avoiding the truth. Do you think this kind of press conference is credible?"

Manager Jennings couldn’t bear it any longer and asked, "Who told you he’s already dead?"

Observing Manager Jennings’s agitated emotions, he was convinced of his hypothesis.

The customer was certainly dead, and Knight Group was suppressing the news, hence the secrecy.

He coldly replied, "If the patient hasn’t died, why do your people remain at the hospital entrance, preventing us reporters from entering and not updating us about the customer’s status, avoiding the issue altogether?"

Still unaware that the person had awakened, Manager Jennings gritted his teeth and said, "That’s because he’s still undergoing treatment!"

"What treatment? I bet he’s already gone. Midnight Coffee House must be immediately shutdown for investigation by a panel of experts!" he raised his voice loudly.

His voice echoed throughout the conference hall.

Online viewers of the live stream overwhelmingly supported him.

In no time, his followers soared to a million, and the count continued to grow.

Netizens left comments in the barrages—

"You’re awesome! Fearless against authority, impressive!"

"Support him! Media people should be like you, only then can we uncover the truth."

"Stop just voicing your support, go immediately like and follow him, help him out. He’s angered Knight Group today, job prospects might be tough later, let’s help him earn through social media."

"Makes sense, heading to follow him now!"

In no time, his followers soared to a million, and the count continued to grow.

At the venue.

He spoke while secretly checking his growing follower numbers.

As he watched his follower count surpass a million, he nearly burst into laughter.

In the media world, one’s livelihood relies on traffic, and offending Knight Group, the industry giant, doesn’t matter.

Manager Jennings, forced by his words, felt the urge to swear but restrained himself due to the many media present and the ongoing live broadcast, preparing to reason with him.

Just then, Damian Knight, silent for a while, suddenly spoke, "Mr. Media Person, as a journalist, you should know the responsibility that comes with spreading rumors?"

He looked up, meeting Damian Knight’s gaze directly.

Those deep, cold black eyes pierced right through him, carrying an almost palpable sense of impending doom.

His heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Few can induce a feeling of indescribable intimidation with just one look.

It’s an absolutely powerful aura.