NovelOnlineAfter Karl left the launch site in a hurry, he got into a Telvehicle dedicated to the Special Investigation Unit before taking out
his cell phone.
Turning on his phone, he dialed Joyce's number.
"I've just heard from my subordinates that the Charlotte affair has been publicized and has caused a stir on all major online
platforms. Now, the media is staring too closely, | won't go backstage to avoid rumors that you and | are too close."
"Got it, | watched it live too. | didn't expect you to be so well prepared, but also went to do the paternity test of my mother and me.
Mom was shocked when she saw it just now." Joyce said back.
", you should. Although all the evidence that you are the Heath family's daughter is not as convincing as a piece of paper, dealing
with the media requires the most authoritative evidence. | thought of that a long tago." Karl bowed his head and smiled.
"Thank you." Joyce paused, "Just now the reporter those questions ... | worry that Otis will focus on you."
"Don't worry, Otis has already lost half of his army, if he wants to touch me, he has to consider the consequences and whether he
can afford it." Karl laughed coldly, unimpressed, "Are you ready?"
"It's almost time, we've arrived backstage at the press conference."
"Good. Hang up." Karl said and hung up the phone, and he said to the driver, "Go back to the Special Investigation Unit."
"Yes." The Special Investigation Unit's dedicated driver, immediately drove away, leaving behind a crowd of reporters, and took off.
Backstage at the press conference.
It's a big place, with about seven or eight rest rooms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCecelia changed into a formal black suit today, with two fresh orchids pinned on the chest, elegant and atmospheric, yet not losing
the extraordinary temperament.
With a large box in her hand, she cto the break room where Joyce was.
Gently knock on the door.
Luther and Joyce were in the slounge, discussing what they would say to the press later.
Hearing a knock on the door, Luther hurriedly walked over to open it.
Seeing that it was Cecelia, Luther naturally called out affectionately, "Mom, cin and talk."
Cecelia's heart warmed up and she shook her head, "I have things to take care of, I'm not going in."
Joyce cup at this time, "Mom, what's that in your hand? It's a big box."
Cecelia handed the box to Joyce, "Frank has gathered sof your father's old men to meet, and this is the uniform that Senior
Colonel Ball just sent. Mr. Ball is your father's old man and has great prestige in the military. | believe that soon, all of your father's
direct line will return and be on our side."
Joyce took the box, it was much heavier than expected.
Luther rushed to help her hold it over, "I'll take it."
"Me? I'm wearing a military uniform?" Joyce pointed to herself, "Does it fit?"
Cecelia smiled, "It couldn't be more appropriate. A formal military's dress just for you."
"." Joyce nodded, "Okay, Mom, everything is on your schedule."
"Just hurry up and change, I'll go work on something else."
Cecelia looked like she remembered something.
" yes, this suit was always collected by Mr. Ball, when your father and | got married and just gave birth to you, Mr. Ball specially
customized it. But after that, there has never been anyone who could match the person who wore it."
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