"I won't forgive anyone who falls into gambling. My family was ruined by my father. I gave him all my earnings over the years to pay off his debts. I have done everything I could. As for hitting him, it's completely absurd. He's not stupid enough to be killed by me, right?"
Lauren had a worried look on her face and poked my waist hard, telling me to stop. The reporters didn't buy it and all attacked me.
"Miss Roan, is it true that you held a knife against your father? Did you really want to kill your own father?"
"Miss Roan, there are rumors that you have locked up your mother in a mental hospital. Can you explain?"
"Miss Roan, someone just posted records of you at a plastic surgery institution abroad. Is this true?"
The reporters kept asking, making my ears explode. They didn't follow the prescribed procedures at all.
These reporters had been bribed, and Lauren next to them quickly stood up to control the scene.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please ask questions one by one according to the procedure. We will not answer any questions unrelated to today's press conference!"
The scene became more and more chaotic.