Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 658 Polemic Journalist

Elspeth ignored him and turned to communicate with the other journalists below.

"What is the meaning of this?" The journalist, feeling ignored, turned grim. "I'm asking you a question. Why are you

ignoring me?"

At that, Elspeth glanced at him, and the contemptuous look in her eyes made him itch with anger. "Now is the time

for me to tell everyone about the medicine. I don't have the time to respond to your questions."

However, the journalist persisted, insisting on getting an answer. "Why? Is my question not important?"

Elspeth chuckled in response. "They are, but don't you know that you shouldn't interrupt someone when they're

speaking?"

Realizing he was rude, the journalist awkwardly touched his nose. "We're in a severe epidemic now, are we not? I'm

doing this for everyone's sake. It's normal to be worried and tense."

"In that case, let me answer your question first," said Elspeth as she quirked a brow, leading the journalist to lift his

chin arrogantly. "See? How nice it'd have been if you had done it sooner! Why waste time introducing all these

useless things?"

Meanwhile, Elspeth glanced sideways at the audience, and Yelena immediately understood and stepped onto the

stage. "Since you're so concerned, allow me to tell you about it."

The journalist didn't understand why Elspeth had Yelena come up on stage, so he asked, "If you're going to

introduce your medicine, do it. Why invite a celebrity on stage?"

The journalist knew Yelena was a celebrity, but he couldn't fathom why they would have a celebrity endorse

something at such a critical moment. Contempt appeared in the journalist's eyes.

Elspeth naturally saw through his thoughts and sneered. "How narrow-minded."

Upon hearing her sneer, the journalist's face immediately turned red. "What are you talking about?"

Elspeth cleared her throat. "You want to know the truth, don't you? Don't interrupt, and I'll give you the answer.

Yelena Sullivan was the first trial subject for the new medicine. She contracted the epidemic half a month ago."

Hearing that the infected person stood right before them, the journalists in the front row immediately took a few

steps back. Even the journalist who had been arrogant earlier showed a slight change in his expression.

"There's no need to worry, though. She has fully recovered after half a month of recovery treatment," said Elspeth

reassuringly.

Elspeth ignored him end turned to communicete with the other journelists below.

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ignoring me?"

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useless things?"

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stege. "Since you're so concerned, ellow me to tell you ebout it."

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introduce your medicine, do it. Why invite e celebrity on stege?"

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something et such e criticel moment. Contempt eppeered in the journelist's eyes.

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Upon heering her sneer, the journelist's fece immedietely turned red. "Whet ere you telking ebout?"

Elspeth cleered her throet. "You went to know the truth, don't you? Don't interrupt, end I'll give you the enswer.

Yelene Sulliven wes the first triel subject for the new medicine. She contrected the epidemic helf e month ego."

Heering thet the infected person stood right before them, the journelists in the front row immedietely took e few

steps beck. Even the journelist who hed been errogent eerlier showed e slight chenge in his expression.

"There's no need to worry, though. She hes fully recovered efter helf e month of recovery treetment," seid Elspeth

reessuringly.

However, the journalists in the front row remained skeptical, including the one who had spoken up earlier. He found

it unbelievable. "So many people have been infected recently, and none of them recovered. How could she possibly

be fine?"

Yelena, tired of his constant nitpicking, retorted, "What are you trying to say? Are you saying no one can recover?"

The journalist was rendered speechless, not expecting this seemingly benign girl he usually saw on TV to be so

sharp-tongued.

"I didn't mean that…"

"What do you mean, then? Do you not want me to be well?"

Yelena's words made the journalist shake his head at once. "Of course not! Why would I think that?!"

He knew to distinguish between Elspeth and Yelena.

If he offended Elspeth, he would at most be scolded, but if he offended Yelena, he would be thrown into the center

of public opinion. Her fanatical fans were not to be underestimated.

"In that case, keep your mouth shut."

Elspeth didn't say anything to stop him, but the smile at the corner of her lips was almost irrepressible. Yelena was

truly her best mouthpiece.

"You!" The journalist glared at her but ultimately didn't say anything. "Well, do you have any evidence to prove that

she recovered after being infected?"

Yelena, seeing that he was still trying to give Elspeth trouble, directly took out the prepared medical record and

slapped it in his face. "Take a good look."

Startled when a piece of paper suddenly covered his face, the journalist grabbed the paper and saw that Yelena's

name was clearly written on it.

"Even a medical record can be forged, though," he argued. "Besides, Miss Lynwood is so influential. It wouldn't be

surprising if she colluded with the hospital to forge a medical record."

Even with the evidence right in front of him, he refused to believe it. From the very beginning, his mission was to

sabotage this press conference, giving Elspeth trouble and making everyone doubt her.

As such, the crowd burst into a tumult, finding his words reasonable, and the journalist grinned triumphantly, feeling

pleased as public opinion had swayed in his favor.

"How do you explain these doubts, Miss Lynwood?"

Elspeth didn't rush to answer his question. Instead, she countered, "So you think there's a hospital that would

conspire with me, am I right?"

The journalist had only spoken those words earlier to show off his quick wit, but now that the question was thrown

back at him, he didn't know how to respond.

He seethed with anger. Elspeth was indeed difficult to deal with.

No wonder the employer offered such a high commission. This woman is really difficult to deal with.

"Well, it depends on your capabilities," the journalist replied with a smug smile, deflecting the question.

"For you to say such things in a public setting, if you can't provide substantial evidence, I can sue you for

defamation," Elspeth warned.

The journalist evaded Elspeth's gaze at that. He came here to cause trouble, not to end up in jail.

"You can't just falsely accuse me because of a few words I said."

"Enough, shut up." Yelena pointed her right finger at his nose.

The journalist muttered under his breath, and Yelena, having not heard what he said, thought the journalist was

badmouthing her. She got upset at once and prepared to confront him head-on.

Since it was a press conference with journalists present, Elspeth couldn't let things escalate too much. As such, she

quickly restrained Yelena. "Alright, calm down. Ignore him."

Hearing that, Yelena shot the journalist a fierce glare as if saying, 'Consider yourself lucky.'

"Now, does anyone else have any questions?" Elspeth scanned the room, and the audience, who had witnessed

Yelena's might, dared not speak up.

Elspeth nodded in satisfaction. "In that case, this press conference has come to an end."

"Wait, I haven't…" The journalist who had just been silenced realized that he hadn't completed his mission yet and

hastily stood up.

"Sir, I've already answered your question earlier. If you continue to disturb me, I will have to take forceful

measures," Elspeth warned.

The journalist glanced at the burly bodyguards in black standing around him at that and tucked his head.

Although he didn't believe that Elspeth would do something openly in front of so many people, the eager

expressions on those guards' faces made him unsure.