Enna Clark guarded her belly and lowered her face, her voice involuntarily rising, âMake way! If you keep this up, Iâm calling the police!â
âMs. Clark, we just want to interview you. Please just say a few words. If you answer our questions, weâll definitely make way.â
âThatâs right, Ms. Clark, it wasnât easy for us to catch up with you. Just answer one or two questions for us so we can have something to report.â
âYes, just tell us. Are you an unwed mother, is the childâs father the Sullivanâs Second Young Master? Or you could tell us why youâve broken off relations with your biological father â is it like the rumors outside? Or you could tell us if you know about Ms. Jordanâs suicide attempt â did you ever visit her in the hospital⦠Ms. Clark, these questions arenât difficult, just answer one of them.â
Enna clenched her fists in anger, she wasnât stupid, these people sounded nice, saying theyâd let her go if she answered just one question.
But once she spoke, they would immediately cling like leeches and go even further!
Moreover, their questions were all insulting, and she wouldnât answer any of them!
Either way, she would do her best to protect her child and the father of the child!
âI have nothing to say! Make way!â
âTsk, I think you donât dare to say it.â Someone in the crowd muttered cynically.
Enna tightened the corners of her mouth and glanced coldly, âI have no obligation to answer your questions!â
She felt no remorse about the Clark familyâs matter. The rest was personal, and she was not a public figure, so there was no obligation to expose her privacy for public entertainment.
âMs. Clark, please answer.â
âMs. Clark, did you have a child out of wedlock? What was the reason you dropped out at 18 when you went abroad â were you pregnant during that time?â
âIf thatâs true, is your child illegitimate? Youâre an illegitimate child yourself, why would you want your child to go down the same path?â
Their words grew more outrageous, and Enna clenched her fist and suddenly slapped away the journalist who spoke those words, glaring fiercely, âWhat nonsense are you talking about!â
The journalist didnât expect her to get angry, and the camera fell to the ground with a smash as he failed to hold it steady.
The sudden turn of events made the whole scene go silent.
The journalist who had been scolded away by Enna was the first to react, his face flushing with anger, âWhat were you doing! Do you know how much this camera costs? You have to pay for this!â
âIâll pay you, but first apologize! Then get lost!â Ennaâs momentum didnât weaken.
The man picked up the camera cursing and shouting, âWho do you think wants to film you? Do you really think youâre a star? If it werenât for your familyâs scandals all over the city, who would care who you are? What a joke, just wait, Iâll make sure to write about you when I get back!â
âNo one would read what you write considering your quality.â Enna was a person who rarely lost her temper, but when she did, she wasnât the kind to be afraid of trouble. In front of everyone, she directly fired back at him!
âWhat did you say, say it again if you dare! Donât think I wonât hit a woman!â The journalist reached out to grab Enna.
Enna swiftly retreated, avoiding his hand and making sure he couldnât touch her belly.
Unexpectedly, the male journalist really lacked integrity, and continued to chase after her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Just at the critical moment â
A hand suddenly came from the side, grabbing his wrist and blocking Enna behind him â