Chapter 514: Don't want me as a gigolo anymore?

"President Green, there's someone outside who wants to see you."

Suddenly, an employee who was in charge of receiving the media outside, came up to me and lowered his voice and said to me.

I froze, "Who?"

"She says it's your cousin."

Gwendolyn ...

I was a little puzzled as to why she had come over, but said, "Ask her to come in."

Soon, Gwendolyn walked into the presentation, dressed much differently than she had been in the old days, but her whole demeanor, softened.

It was just that, perhaps the time she was taken out of the womb, it hurt her body too much, and by now, her complexion wasn't too good.

"Cousin, why are you here?"

I haven't contacted her for a long time, although, last time, I saved her and she helped me, but, what happened in the past, there's no way to erase it easily.

Feelings, after all, were rusty.

Gwendolyn smiled, "I thought, you might need me, so here I am."

"What ..."

I was halfway through the question when I abruptly realized what she meant.

She had come to help me clarify.

She was the daughter of my sister-in-law, if she could help me clarify, things would be solved.

It's just that I hadn't thought about bothering her before, after all, this matter has nothing to do with her, the knives on the internet, killing without blood.

Gwendolyn walked to the microphone, the media's long guns and short cannons were immediately aimed at her, she was a little nervous and pinched the palms of her hands, her voice was also nervous, "I'm Yorlien Green's cousin, Gwendolyn, that is, Yorlien Green's sister-in-law's daughter, some of the recent storms on the Internet, I'm clear about the real ins and outs, and so, would like to do some explaining with you all."

As soon as she finished her words, Fredrick stormed over and tried to stop her from continuing.

"President Fredrick? Are you having a heart attack?" I blocked the movement of his hand and asked in a voice.

Fredrick's pupils clenched, and the hand that was blocked by me, clenched into a fist fiercely and tightly, waiting for me with indignation, "Yorlien Green, rabbits bite when they're anxious, don't you force me!"

"Force you Fredrick, I want you to be clear, it is you, who have forced me to this point!"

"You seek death."

Fredrick gritted his teeth and finished, his eyes narrowed and he swung his fist towards me.

However, with a "Bang-" sound, there was a fist that was even faster than his!

It slammed straight into Fredrick's face, Fredrick was caught off guard and jerked back two steps, holding onto the table before he could stand still, shaking his head and staring in annoyance at Myron Baron, who was blocking in front of me.

Myron Baron protects me behind, his tall and long body, permeated with a strong and cold aura that cannot be ignored.

It seems that if anyone dares to touch a finger of mine, he will take the other person's life.

Myron Baron loosened his tie with one hand, slowly and methodically unlocked the cuffs, casually rolled the cuffs upwards, and carelessly opened his mouth, "Come on, Fredrick, you're bullying my woman so much, do you really think I'm dead?"

After he engineered a fake death, this was the first time he appeared in front of the media, just now everyone's focus was on me, and Myron Baron was low-key, the reporters didn't even notice him.

Now, the whole place almost went crazy.

"Myron Baron?! Myron Baron of the Darin Group?"

"Oh my god ..."

"This isn't an illusion, is it?"

...

Fredrick however was not surprised, Andy had told Margarita Baron last time.

Myron Baron wasn't dead.

She must have been the first, after leaving Agnes Corporation Jewelry, to break the news to Fredrick.

That's why they were so worried about things taking a turn for the worse, and so desperate, they released that video of me and my sister-in-law, trying to stomp on me once and for all.

Fredrick reached up and wiped his hand at his cheekbone, took off his glasses that were knocked askew, and mocked, "President Baron, oh no, can I still call you President Baron? As far as I know, the Darin Group has been bought by Yorlien Green, and you ... now, have nothing? Is it hard to expect to be a little white boy who depends on his wife?"

"That's right, brother, you have nothing now, it's better to keep a low profile." Margarita Baron also approached, without the slightest regard for the former brother-sister relationship, a cynical mockery.

I looked at them like this and thought it was ridiculous to the extreme.

Myron Baron walked over to Fredrick's side, not minding his words at all, reached out and gently patted his face, laughing softly, "My wife's willingness to let me be a gigolo shows that I have the capital to do so, the likes of you, lifting up her shoes, I would be too tired of you dirtying her shoes."

"You!"

Fredrick gritted his teeth, the veins between his neck rippled, caricatured smile, "Can't see, when the little white boy, can also be when you are so at ease, Myron Baron is really capable of flexing and stretching ah, once can be the high and mighty president of the Darin Group, now go home to his wife as a little white boy, also dutifully. "

"Fredrick, take back what you said ..."

His words were so hard to hear that I couldn't stand it.

I can listen to what other people say to humiliate me, but I can't listen to a word of what was said about Myron Baron like that.

Myron Baron took my shoulder and interrupted, teasing, "What are you getting into with him? Or do you not want me as a gigolo anymore?"

The media in the room were in a state of shock.

Even Fredrick, who was made to wonder what to say by Myron Baron, had disdain between his eyebrows.

Myron Baron met his eyes lightly and smiled coldly, "If you can't say anything nutritious, just listen to what others have to say."

With that said, he looked to Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn understood and took advantage of the gap where Fredrick didn't say anything to stabilize the microphone and continued to speak, "The video on the internet, I've watched it as well, and I'd like to say a few things on Yorlien's behalf. First, she has never disrespected her elders, but my mother, has always been aggressive towards Yorlien, she has also done something that she wanted to kill Yorlien with a knife, at that time Yorlien was still pregnant, if you doubt what I said, you can go to the police station to check it out, this matter, for the record.

Secondly, my mother is involved in drugs, in the video that happened a few days ago, I managed to get in touch with her, and found that she is very rich, she told me, is from Yorlien to cheat the money, Yorlien is generous to her, gave her 600, 000 ... I guess, the day of the video, it should also be she went to find Yorlien to ask for money, but did not succeed, so made a scene, only to have everyone in the video to see that scene.

Third, the network is a world where everyone can speak at will and not have to pay a price, but I hope everyone has the ability to distinguish things, before the bullet lands, do not rely on a keyboard, unscrupulous and hurtful. A good word is warm in three winters, but a bad word is cold in six months.

The above, is what I wanted to say, and I'm sorry to say that I've done a lot of unconscionable things to Yorlien in the past, and owe her a real apology."

She said, suddenly standing up and bowing towards me in apology, "I'm sorry, sister."

Sister.

Those two words instantly brought back so many memories from my childhood.

A mist of water rose in front of my eyes as I looked towards her, "Thank you, cousin."