Chapter 697

Some reporters in the crowd were willing to wait.

"It's only twenty-five minutes. We can wait."

"Mr. Valentine has always been measured in his actions. Perhaps there really is an important arrangement."

As soon as the words were spoken, they were met with immediate rebuttal.

"If you're willing to wait, don't drag the rest of us down!"

"Exactly! If you don't respect yourselves, no wonder others look down on you!"

"Mr. Valentine, you must give us an explanation today!"

The clamor was almost enough to lift the roof.

Evelyn Ross looked at her father.

Mr. Valentine remained calm until a reporter pushed to the front and asked sharply, "Mr. Valentine, do you regret acknowledging Miss Evelyn? Without her, perhaps things wouldn't have escalated to this point."

Mr. Valentine's eyes turned cold instantly.

He snatched the microphone, his voice resolute.

"The thing I regret least in my life is finding my daughter."

He looked at Evelyn, his gaze intense.

"No matter what she does, I will stand with her."

"And I want to tell everyone, my daughter is exceptional."

The room erupted instantly.

The reporters were furious.

"Mr. Valentine, what do you mean by that?"

"Is a traitor also 'exceptional'? What kind of values are those?"

"Is an apology so difficult?"

"The Valentine Group is truly toying with the public!"

The waves of质问 grew louder and more intense.

Marcus Valentine hurried over, lowering his voice.

"Uncle, someone is live streaming."

"Your words just now have already been broadcast."

"The group's stock price is plummeting."

Mr. Valentine gave a cold laugh.

"Let it fall."

"I, Mr. Valentine, am not held hostage by anyone."

He turned to his daughter, his tone firm.

"Evelyn, you will always be your father's pride."

Evelyn's eyes grew warm.

She took a deep breath and smiled.

"Dad, I know."

"Being your daughter makes me very happy."

Mr. Valentine's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes slightly red.

He cleared his throat softly.

"I'm sorry, for missing so many years."

Evelyn shook her head.

"It's alright."

Father and daughter looked at each other, warmth flowing between them.

But the reporters below were completely enraged.

"Is this the explanation you're giving?"

"The Valentine Group is truly a fraudulent company!"

"We'll never buy Valentine products again!"

A tide of骂声 surged forward.

If not for the strict security checks upon entry, objects would likely have already been thrown onto the stage.

Evelyn looked at the frenzied crowd below.

Mr. Valentine stood straight, his back rigid, and asked quietly.

"Afraid?"

"No."

Evelyn answered decisively.

"Good." Mr. Valentine nodded. "The storms you'll face in the future will be much greater than this."

"I understand."

Saving her mother, seizing the Sterling Family inheritance—the road ahead would undoubtedly be fraught with thorns.

Mr. Valentine said gravely, "But no matter when, I will stand behind you."

"Thank you, Dad."

Before his words faded, Marcus Valentine suddenly raised his phone, his voice激动.

"Uncle, look at the news!"

"Professor Nathaniel Wright—has returned to the country!"