King's Awakening - Chapter 170: Excuse me, are you Mr. Chen?

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Excuse me, are you Mr. Chen?

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Whoa!

Hearing these words, Dean and Penny were taken aback. They fell to the ground, eyes vacant, as if they had become mentally incapacitated.

It was over. Their career was completely ruined!

Whether they confessed or not, the fact that they had done such a thing, and that it had been exposed in front of so many media reporters, had already declared their downfall.

“Antonio Woods! Damn your ancestors!!!”

Dean, overwhelmed with rage and humiliation, blamed everything on Antonio Woods.

If it wasn’t for this blind fool messing with Carlos, would things have escalated to this point?

All was wrecked, his future is all damn wrecked because of Antonio Woods, the damn blindly triggered this disaster.

“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!!!”

Furious Dean, like a mad dog, rushed onto the stage, and started frantically hitting Antonio Woods.

Antonio Woods was instantly caught off guard, he could only run away in panic, looking the very picture of misery.

Seeing this, nobody chose to help him, everyone just watched coldly.

In their view, this was all the result of their own karma.

Moreover, with Antonio Woods’s rampant behavior on the stage earlier, the crowd had long been fed up with him.

Not stepping on him while he’s down is already giving him face, help him?

Not even worth thinking about!

“Get those guys out of here!” Carlos, the admired veteran of the media circles, gave the order, and everyone heeded.

After a while, Dean, Penny, and Antonio Woods were all thrown out of the conference hall.

Looking at this scene, Mori Jones was seething with rage. His face changing from white to purple, clearly aggrieved.

“This useless Antonio Woods!” Mori Jones cursed through gritted teeth.

However, luckily Antonio Woods did not implicate him. Otherwise, if Carlos found out, he might even be thrown out.

Mind you, even though Carlos doesn’t come from a wealthy family, he controls the public opinion in Sayon.

You cannot mess with him unless absolutely necessary.

“Dad, we have to keep cool. Don’t forget we still have the test station as backup. Even if Sherry called the journalists, what can she do? The evidence will be solid as a rock, she can’t deny it!” Snowden Jones counselled beside him.

Mori Jones nodded solemnly, keeping his gaze fixed on Sherry.

On the other hand, after dealing with the trio, Carlos personally stepped in to help the arriving journalists, instructing them to promptly set up the equipment and not delay the Jones Group’s time.

Seeing this, the members of the Jones Group felt a strange sense of being favored.

Usually, these journalists were perceived as sacred figures, and now, Carlos had personally started looking after them.

Thinking of this, the Jones Group members sighed: Carlos is quite approachable!

But what surprised them even more was yet to come.

After directing the journalists, Carlos personally led a few of them to conduct individual interviews with Jones Group’s employees.

This made Jones Group’s employees even more astonished. They didn’t expect Carlos to personally have them interviewed.

For a moment, everyone was extremely excited.

But what they didn’t know was that Carlos didn’t intend to conduct real interviews. He merely wanted to find the rumored Mr. Mitchell via this method!

Bentley had warned him that Mr. Mitchell was a low-profile person and didn’t like his identity being exposed.

But for this very reason, Carlos was keen to meet him.

His intuition told him that anyone Bentley valued so highly was definitely worth trying to befriend.

So, after much thought, Carlos came up with a method to individually investigate.

After a while, Carlos had investigated the majority of the Jones Group’s employees, but he still hadn’t managed to find the elusive Mr. Mitchell.

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Could it be that Mr. Mitchell was not here?

Furrowing his brows, Carlos slowly made his way to a secluded corner, hoping to take a break and let his subordinates continue the investigation.

However, he found that what was supposed to be an empty spot was now occupied by a young figure.

“Are you looking for me?” White Mitchell, who was standing in the corner, asked casually.

White figured earlier that Carlos was using the interview as a guise to look for someone and guessed that it was likely him. However, he didn’t bother revealing it.

If Carlos had not conveniently approached him, White would not have engaged with him.

Hmm?

Upon hearing White, Carlos paused momentarily before reacting. With an excited expression, he stammered, “Mr Mr. Mitchell? Are you Mr. Mitchell?”

“You need something?” White asked indifferently, showing no signs of emotions on his face.

Seeing this, Carlos thought White was annoyed. He trembled as Bentley’s warning repeated in his head.

Don’t upset Mr. Mitchell. Do not upset Mr. Mitchell, don’t upset Mr. Mitchell!!!

A wave of cold sweat trickled down his forehead as Carlos bent over to apologize to White.

White cut him off with a glance of annoyance, “No need. Just continue with your work.”

White didn’t want to draw attention to himself. If Carlos were to really apologize to him, it would undoubtedly arouse suspicion.

So, before Carlos had the chance to apologize, White stopped him and slowly made his way to another corner.

As he passed Carlos, White said, “For what you did today, you’re not bad. Considering your dedication, here’s my advice to you.

Dispose of the people whom you should dispose of quickly. If they cross my path again, I will not give you a second chance.”

Leaving these words behind, White gently walked away. Carlos, however, remained frozen in place. His heart was a tumultuous sea of emotions.

After a while, his body shuddered, revealing an expression that was both startled and joyous. The surprise was due to White’s warning, but the joy was due to receiving White’s praise.

White was a figure whom even the War King Kylin from the Middle Region and the War King Azure Dragon from Nezzi served. Receiving praise from such a person was indeed an extraordinary honor.

For a moment, Carlos was extremely elated. He looked radiant and years younger.

Everyone who noticed his change in demeanor couldn’t help but secretly glance at him with curiosity.

On the other hand, Mori Jones, who had been watching Sherry Jones flourish in front of the media all along, looked increasingly displeased.

Finally, he couldn’t bear it any longer and snapped at Ryan, “What’s going on!? Where on earth is Blake Thomas? And what about his Deputy Station Head, can he come or not?”

Just as Mori’s frustration was about to explode, Blake Thomas sneaked up beside him and hurriedly said, “He’s here, he’s here, don’t worry. The Deputy Station Head is just downstairs, I asked him to come over personally.

We will have him appear in front of the journalists when the press conference officially begins. Then, no matter how much Sherry explains, she won’t be able to clarify anything.”

Boom!

Upon hearing these words, Mori’s spirit immediately lifted. His frustrated expression was replaced with a chillingly cold one.

All he could do was glare in Sherry’s direction, growling through gritted teeth, “Sherry Jones, you brought this on yourself!

I’ll let you swagger around! The higher you climb, the harder you’ll fall!

With so many media networks here, I’d like to see how you can turn things around!”