Chapter 640 The Truth Questions started piling up as the media began their questioning.
"From what we know, you had a wedding three years ago. The venue was all set, and we found the invitations you sent out.
"However, the wedding was canceled last minute because of sunknown incident. Mr. Middleton, do you mind sharing what had happened? Who was the bride? Where is she now?" the reporter questioned relentlessly. "No comment," William responded with three words.
Vanessa chuckled. "Of course he won't comment! He can't even bring himself to mention her name. Letfill you in. The bride's nwas Emelie Hoven. Three years ago, she was his head secretary. She was always by his side at events. I'm sure you can find her picture if you look for it." The media's cameras were live-streaming the scene. Soon, the story quickly shot to the top of the trending board.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe social media platform saw a massive traffic surge and refused Cloudex's PR Department's request to suppress the trending topic. Instead, they actively promoted it with online viewers exceeding 10 million.
Such a shocking high-society scandal had never happened within the city. There was an uproar at a funeral hall, the power struggle between a son and his stepmother, and also the accusations of a wife's murder. Each of the stories was sensational.
Amidst the frenzy, Emelie's picture quickly surfaced.
Vanessa continued, "Three years ago, Emelie vanished without a trace. Not even her closest friend or sister can reach her. Why? It's because she's dead!" On camera, William's features remained strikingly cold and composed. His expression was distant and indifferent as he looked at Vanessa like a clown.
He replied, "It's an interesting story. Just far too absurd." Vanessa smirked ironically. "Is it?" Ashton interjected, "Mrs. Middleton, I've already told you, Ms. Hoven is alive!" Vanessa pressed on, "Then why don't you bring her out? She's been William's head secretary all those years. You can't possibly not have her contact. If she's alive, Just give her a call and bring her here. Why not do that?" Ashton clenched her teeth. Even if they were certain Emelie was alive, there was no way Emelie would appear to testify for them.
Vanessa didn't believe for a second that Emelie was still alive. After she saw Ashton at a loss for words, her belief in it solidified.
She lifted her chin defiantly. "You can't bring her out, but I can! I have witnesses. Here's Emelie's close friend, Mona Hardy. And this is her older sister, Eliana Hoven. They can testify that William is a murderer! With a glance, Vanessa signaled her confidant to bring in Mona and Eliana.
"Go ahead. Tell everyone how William threatened you to keep quiet about Emelie. I'm right here. He can't do anything to you now," she said.
Mona and Eliana stared at William, their faces were a blend of anger and resentment.
Beathan spoke up. "Did she file a police report? If a case has been filed, it's currently in the investigation phase. The details shouldn't be disclosed until the facts are clear."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat Beathan said was true, and a police officer said, "Mrs. Middleton, you're the one who filed the 0 M complaint. But if you continue to interfere with the investigation, we might have to take you in for questioning."
e Vanessa raised her voice. "Everyone heard that, right? In front of all these people, and with the cameras rolling, they openly threatened the police! Obviously, the police are on their side! If we don't clarify things here today, this will all be swept under the rug!" Within seconds, the flashes from the cameras intensified.
The online outrage exploded as Vanessa directed the narrative. Many live viewers demanded that William confess. The authorities were even alerted and sent reinforcements. However, the situation was spiraling out of control. A reporter urged, "Ladies, if you know anything, please speak up!" "That's right! Justice will speak for the deceased!" a second reporter said.
Mona stiffly held her head up and took a heavy step forward. She glared at William, her eyes filled with sorrow and rage.
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