Chapter 62 Unscrupulous Reporters Cynthia quickly ran to her motherâs ward. There were many people around the door. They rushed into the ward with microphones and video equipment.
They kept shooting at Lynn with constant flashes. Lynn had never experienced such a scene before. Her eyes stung due to the flash, and she tried to cover them with her hands.
The ward door was broken open. Those reporters saw Lynn lying weakly on the bed as if they found the treasure. They all surrounded her and put the microphone close to her face.
Surrounded by so many people, Lynn felt chest tightness and shortness of breath and she kept breathing hard.
She was pale and visibly weakened.
But those reporters didnât notice it at all. They looked excited and crazy, trying to dig out some big news from her.
âHello, there are rumors on the Internet that your daughter kept meddling in other peopleâs relationships and using dirty tricks to become Mrs. Smith. Is it true?â
âThe Internet celebrity Pera is your daughterâs patient. She coveted Peraâs boyfriend and intentionally caused Pera to have a miscarriage and infertility for the rest of her life. Do you know this?â
âWe heard that you are also a mistress who cheated with the president of Miller Group. Did your daughter learn it from you?â
âArenât you ashamed to have such a daughter?â
Every question was filled with extreme malice. Lynn wanted to avoid those questions and didnât say anything. Hearing their dirty words and slandering her daughter, Lynn angrily pushed the reporters away.
As she pushed them hard, there was an abnormal blush on her pale and thin face, but her eyes were extremely determined.
âYou... you are talking nonsense. Cynthia has been a good girl since she was a child. She has never done... the dirty things you said!â
She finished her words with great difficulty as she had to rest after every sentence. Her words were full of protection for her daughter.
âMy daughter is excellent in character and learning. As I am in poor health, she undertook housework early when she was a child... She is gentle and kind. Because of giving birth to her, I became weak. She gave up her favorite violin, went to medical school, and entered the obstetrics and gynecology department. She wishes to make every mother give birth safely!â
âMy daughter didnât do anything wrong. Why do you criticize her harshly?â
Lynn yelled at the group of reporters. Her eyes were flushed with excitement. She tried to open her eyes wide and stared at those reporters in front of her, with her tears rolling down uncontrollably.
When they saw her tears, some felt a little sorry, but more people became frantic and kept shooting her.
âWhat Cynthia did was so disgusting. Her mother even cried with anger!â
Hearing their evil speaking, Lynn was outraged that her heart throbbed. She covered her chest and her face was full of pain.
The reporters didnât notice her. They were full of greed and wanted to take a step closer. The nurse tried to stop them and yelled, âThe patientâs condition is worsening. This is a private ward. You canât take pictures.
Please get out!â
But no matter how she shouted, those reporters kept pouring in.
âGet out!â A clear female voice suddenly came from the door, full of anger.
Those frantic reporters froze for a moment and became even crazier when seeing it was Cynthia.
âItâs Cynthia!â
âItâs her. Hurry up!â
Cynthia saw that her mother was pale and looked not well. She tensed up and wanted to rush over while the reporters came forward and blocked her way.
The microphones and the cameras were put in front of her, with chattering voices surrounding her.
Cynthia was already very anxious. When she saw them blocking the way of nurses and doctors, she was instantly out of rage.
She rushed forward, grabbed the camera of one of the reporters, and threw it on the ground hard. The lens was smashed to pieces.
The videographer was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes were full of anger. âWhy did you smash my camera?â
Cynthia looked over. Her watery eyes were no longer as gentle as before. They were full of sternness. âYou guys want to kill my mother!â
âWhen did we kill your mother? Isnât she alive?â The videographer felt a little guilty and didnât know what else to say.
Cynthiaâs eyes became ferocious. She couldnât wait to cut these reporters into pieces.
âGet out of the way. If something happens to my mom today, everyone present will not be able to escape. I have shares in the Miller family and Iâm the wife of Alston. I swear Iâll let you pay for this at all costs!â
The reporters were frightened by her words. They subconsciously made way for the doctor to go in. Cynthia also rushed over to Lynnâs bed and shouted tremblingly.
âMom, wake up. Iâm here. Donât be afraid!â
Lynn opened her eyes hard and saw Cynthiaâs eyes filled with panic and worry. She was distressed and her tears kept flowing down. âMy good girl. Iâm useless. I didnât protect you well and put you in such a situation.
Iâm so sorry.â
âMom, donât cry. Itâs not your fault. They are evil!â Cynthia felt sorry for her mother. She stretched out and wiped Lynnâs tears.
The reporters behind looked at each other. After being threatened by Cynthia, they didnât dare to make any sound.
The identity of the reporter was repressive for those powerless ordinary people while it meant nothing in front of power.
In Fort, no one dared to provoke Alston. As Cynthia was disgusted by Alston before, they were unscrupulous and had nothing to fear. But seeing her attitude now, they were a little flustered in an instant.
Lynnâs condition aggravated. The doctors sent them all out and gathered around the bed to check on her. Looking at the reporters who were kicked out, Cynthiaâs eyes returned to coldness. She scanned the badges they wore one by one and kept the names of all the media present in her mind.
The reporters were flustered by her staring. Some couldnât stand it and retorted, âThe rumor about you gone viral on the Internet.
Our interview can also help you clarify it!â
âClarify?â Cynthia sneered, âWhether you are clarifying or smearing, we all know it well.â
has She glanced at the people present and said loudly, âI am not a public figure. Even if the rumor is true, you have no right to interfere with my life. If anything happens to my mother, all of you cannot get away with it.â
After listening to her words, the people present were a little nervous. They were afraid they might get into big trouble for what happened today.
At this moment, Alstonâs men, who stayed to protect Lynn, hurried back. Seeing Cynthiaâs stern face, they had cold sweat on their foreheads.
They walked up to Cynthia and lowered their heads.
âMrs. Smith!â
Cynthia frowned slightly. âWhere did you go? Why didnât you guard the door? Do you know the reporters broke in directly and grilled my mother? If I didnât come in time, my mother might...â
She couldnât finish her words when speaking of this.
Those bodyguards were even more terrified. They quickly apologized, âMrs. Smith, weâre so sorry. We were tricked by someone and didnât fulfill our responsibilities. Please forgive us.â
âWhatâs going on?â Cynthia hurriedly asked. She thought the reporters accidentally got the news that her mother was in this hospital. But hearing their words, she suddenly felt someone might scheme all of this.
âJust now, a woman wearing a nurseâs uniform and a mask came over and said Mr. Smith was in trouble downstairs. We trusted her and went down. When we got to the place, she said no one was there. We were trapped there and just found our way out.â
As they explained, they felt more guilty. If they had been more careful or left two people behind, the reporters wouldnât be able to break in.
Cynthia was furious. It seemed that someone deliberately distracted Alstonâs men. But who called those reporters?
Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked at the nervous reporters beside her.
When the reporters saw the Smith familyâs badges on the bodyguards, they regretted coming here today. These men were obviously the bodyguards of the Smith family, who were specially sent by Alston to protect Cynthiaâs mother.
Cynthia must be an important person for Alston!
They were blinded by the fake news spread on the Internet, and they were wrong this time!
Among them, a smart reporter quickly apologized, âMrs. Smith, we entertained an angel unawares and disturbed you. Weâre sorry.â
Cynthiaâs eyes moved slightly. She looked at them with her arms crossed. âI may give you a chance as long as you tell me who told you to come here.â