After Be finished eating the chocte, she yfully put the remaining half of the chocte bar into


    Steven’s suit pocket and patted his chest.


    “Hm. You’re pretty fit.”


    Steven’s heart skipped a beat. His cheeks were warm, and his mouth was dry because she teased


    him.


    Steven was four years older than Be. Back then, Steven’s father was the head of KS Group’s legal


    department and had always been highly regarded by Wyatt. So Steven often visited Yara Park when he


    was a teenager.


    Steven still remembered the first time he met Be in the back garden of Yara Park. He saw a beautiful


    little girl decked out in a costume, prancing from afar.


    He thought that he was hallucinating, so he rubbed his eyes. But that little angel “flew” to him. She was


    wearing a pure white angel costume, and she looked ethereal.


    “Hey, do you have any candy?” Be got off her skateboard, stepped on the edge of it, and grabbed


    onto it in one smooth motion.


    “Huh?”


    Steven panicked. He secretly cursed himself for having impure thoughts about a little girl.


    But that girl was stunning. She looked like a goddess. Anyone who looked at her would be fascinated


    by her.


    “Never mind…”


    Be sighed in disappointment, put down her skateboard, and was about to leave, but Steven grabbed


    her arm.


    Her arm was so thin that his fingers could encircle it.


    “Wait.”


    Steven pursed his lips, took out a piece of chocte from his pocket, and handed it to her. “Is this


    okay?”


    “Yes! Thank you so much!”


    Be smiled broadly, took the chocte, opened the wrapper, and took a bite.


    Her charming eyes squinted in joy.


    From then on, every time Steven went to Yara Park, he always brought choctes or candies with him,


    just like a mobile snack cart.


    He kept up this habit until today.


    As long as Be wanted something sweet, she would go to him.


    The press conference was intense.


    Zeke was agitated. He stared at the reporter and said angrily, “I will say it again for thest time.


    There are no quality issues with Gold Corporation’s products! I swear on my life!”


    “Since it’s not a quality issue, why did KS Group hotels across the country cancel all of their orders with


    yourpany overnight? Mr. Gold, you ought to give the public a reasonable exnation for this


    matter.” The reporter’s eyes were sharp, and he refused to drop this topic.


    Thements on the live broadcast were incessant.


    [He swears on his life, huh? It seems like he’s telling the truth if he’s so serious about it.]


    [Perhaps his life isn’t worth a penny.]


    [Anyway, I will still return those products regardless of the quality issue. Just look at his pesky and


    haughty face! Whoever is in their PR department should find a better speaker.]


    “You want an exnation, huh? Fine, I’ll give you an exnation!”


    Zeke’s eyes suddenly became sinister. “I’ve reflected on myself because of this incident, and it is


    indeed negligence in my management. After all, there are hundreds of Alia Furniture stores across the


    country, and I can’t possibly check them all. A few of my employees harmed the interests of my


    company due to their own selfish desires. I have already dealt with the people involved and punished


    them seriously as soon as I found out. I have also thought of all possible ways to make amends. But as


    the saying goes, it takes two to tango. If it hadn’t been for someone in KS Group bribing my staff, would


    things have turned out this way? KS Group now wants to put all the me on mypany. Don’t you


    all think that it’s overboard?”


    Everyone was shocked to hear this.


    “Zeke can really lie without a conscience. How could he pin the me on KS Group? How shameless!”


    Ian looked at Zeke’s shameless face and began to feel sorry for the Thompson family.


    Justin’s eyes were gloomy and sharp as knives.


    “Expose the evidence I collected!” Zeke ordered.


    In an instant, a photo and bank statement appeared on the projector.


    N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    “These are the chat records between Michael Gordon, the vice president of Savrow’s KS World Hotel,


    and the general manager of Alia Furniture. There are also photos of private meetups and evidence of


    the kickbacks and bribes Michael received. All this has nothing to do with the Gold Corporation.


    Michael, a senior executive of KS World Hotel, secretly colluded with my employees to purchase cheap


    products. That was why this ruckus happened. My family is the victim here! KS Group tried to protect


    themselves by dragging us into the quagmire. How could a big conglomerate like them bully small


    enterprises like us? We must protect our rights and interests by using thew against them!”


    Zeke became more enthusiastic. His face was flushed, and he was also convinced by his speech.


    He thought, ‘That Thompson bitch never would’ve seen thising, right? I bet she’s dumbfounded!’


    Michael was themb he had nned to sacrifice early on. Thus, Zeke had left traces and collected


    evidence from the very beginning of their interaction, waiting to use it at a critical moment to make a


    thorougheback.


    Ian clenched his fists. “It’s over. All of a sudden, the public is criticizing KS Group again, saying that


    they’re monopolizing the market and not allowing small enterprises to survive.”


    Justin frowned. His face became frigid.


    Just as Zeke was getting carried away, the speakers in the banquet hall screeched.