The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1768

Chapter 1768

Push notifications from various websites were streaming into everybody's phones.

Upon opening the notifications, a video was revealed. It was the entrance to the Global Econamic Summit. The moment people saw Damon slowly take the main seat at the conference table and introduce himself, everyone was blown away.

[The founder of Obsidian is... gigo... no, no, no... it's Mr. Harper?!) [OMG, how is this possible? One second he's just a boy toy, and now he’s the founder of Obsidian? Is the world this mystical? How young is he to be the founder of the top international corporation?]b2 [But, what about Presley's previous actions.] [Indeed, he said that without the Harper family, Damon is nothing, claiming Damon's a gold-digger, and just a few days ago they even held a press conference to publicly expel him from the Harper family.] [Presley used to look down on Ms. Summers because of her background, and they preferred Wendy. But now Ms. Summers has transformed into a high-ranking princess in Y Country, while Wendy is just a homewrecker's daughter. Presley thought expelling their grandson from the Harper family would force him to crawl back to them begging, but he's actually the founder of the world’s top corporation, and he doesn’t need the Harper family at all. This old man really is...] [And all the previous public mockery of Ms. Summers and Mr. Harper, acting all high and mighty, is also quite something.] [Now they must be really embarrassed.] The online sentiment had suddenly shifted, the sarcasm was still there, but this time the target had changed.

As the plane was preparing to land, Chloe woke up. Nate came to inform her, "A total of three hundred and sixty-four people have made derogatory comments online about this matter, from various cities in the country.

But over a hundred of them are in P City. Due to the scattered locations, we've only caught a dozen or so, including a few who made the most vicious comments."

Chloe, with a cold face, said, "I want to see them right now."

Nate, who could vaguely guess what Chloe was going to do, hesitated, "Madam, some reporters already know about your sudden return to the country, and the airport is crowded with..."

"Get to it." Damon interrupted Nate's words, and Nate quickly ordered his subordinates to bring the individuals in question.

The plane needed some time to taxi. By the time Chloe and her group disembarked, it was already twenty minutes later. As soon as they reached the exit, they were surrounded. The bodyquards arranged by Nate promptly protected them.

“Mr. Harper, when did you establish Obsidian?"

“What was your initial intention to create it?"

"Obsidian's rapid development, is there some shortcut? Or did you have other assistance?"

“Why did you keep your identity as the founder of Obsidian a secret?"

"Ms. Summers, did you know from the start that Mr. Harper is the founder of Obsidian?"

"Did you get together with Mr. Harper because you knew his real identity"

At this mornent, Chloe suddenly stopped, the crowd also gradually stopped with her, eyes fixed on her.

After a while, Chloe turned her gaze to the reporter who had just asked the last question, “What kind of outcome are you all looking for to be satisfied?"

Her face was gloomy, her aura strong and icy, and her gaze towards the reporter was like a blade of ice.

"Before, it was said that Damon was after my princess status. Now, it's said that I was after his Obsidian founder status? Which answer will you all be more satisfied with? How about we say we both had our own motives? He was after my princess status, and I was after his Obsidian founder status. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The reporter was left speechless by Chloe's words.

"The intention of the company's establishment, why it developed so quickly, and why we kept it a secret? The company was established as a safety net in case of circumstances like being expelled by Presley. The rapid development is due to the backing of an underground power. With so many secrets, of course, it had to be kept hidden. I'll tell you the answers you all wanted to hear. Are you all satisfied now?"

Chloe answered all the questions about her and Damon in one go, leaving the reporters stunned and speechless.

“And, regarding the public reveal of Obsidian's founder, there's no need for the sarcasm on social media. It's not up to you to judge what kind of person Presley is, whether I'm vicious or a princess, whether Damon's a gold-digger, or the founder of Obsidian. Honestly, even if he was a gold-digger, he wouldn't take a single grain of rice from your tables.

“I'm curious, where does this bitterness come from? The need to mock everyone. It's as if the people you mock have defiled your family graves. Do you even know where your family graves are? If you do, have you thought about behaving in a way that would bring honor to your ancestors?"

The airport exit was packed with people, but at this moment, all one could hear was Chloe's clear voice. Her words left them with no rebuttal.

She had said everything. What else could they say?

The live broadcast was uploaded online; most of those who had been continuously mocking Presley for his foolishness and disrespect fell silent.

Everyone was looking at Chloe in the video. Even if she didn't say anything, they were all quietly waiting. It seemed this woman really had a kind of magic about her, always making people unconsciously focus their attention on her.

The silence had stretched on for a while before Chloe, who had been mute till now, suddenly shifted her gaze toward the airport exit. As she spotted Nate approaching with a small group of people, her eyes narrowed, and she took a few steps forward.

Nate came to a stop in front of her, "Ma‘am, these are the people from the internet."

Chloe looked at the group of young men and women in front of her, among which there were even several physically disabled individuals, totaling up to four or five people.

She turned her head towards the able-bodied ones standing by her side, scoffed, “Look at who is standing here ‘sharing your ideals’? They're physically disabled, so what about you quys, mentally disabled?"

The surrounding reporters swarmed up, taking photos of her like mad.

Those who Chloe had sarcastically targeted looked both scared and angry, “Mind your language. What gives you the right to call us mentally disabled?"

One of the disabled individuals spoke up, “What's the meaning of your words just now? Are you discriminating against us because we're disabled?"

Chloe only scoffed, her gaze fixated on the able-bodied individuals, “Can't handle being called mentally disabled? At least I have the guts to face it, unlike you guys who hide behind screens, using keyboards as your weapon. If you can't handle it, feel free to confront me. I'm right here. Come at me if you dare."

As her voice died down, a few bodyguards immediately surrounded her, their sharp and icy gaze directed towards the individuals on the other side. Those individuals clearly didn’t dare to step forward.

“Of course, you guys don't have the guts. You live in the light, unwilling to offend anyone, hence acting like snakes hiding in the dark."