What Nonsense Is She Spouting?
Joe abruptly sat up, seeing Old Mr. Louise walking over with a cane. He quickly stood up, nodding slightly, "Grandfather."
Mrs. Louise, who had recently been scolded by Old Mr. Louise, was still holding back her anger. However, in front of the old man, she had to maintain a superficial demeanor. She greeted with an indifferent tone, "Dad."
"I'm asking you, how did you talk to Cynthia?" Old Mr. Louise's sharp gaze was full of scrutiny, tightly focusing on Joe. "As long as she is willing to forgive us, we can hold a press conference to help her clarify things."
At these words, Mrs. Louise raised her eyelids abruptly, a hint of annoyance on her face. "Dad, are you confused? This matter was originally her fault. Now that such a scandal has erupted, why should we help her clarify things?"
"Moreover, if you let Joe hold a press conference to clear things up, isn't that putting Joe's face on the line?!"
"Shut up!" Old Mr. Louise gripped the cane and fiercely knocked it on the ground.