Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 595

"Boycott Soir Coffee! Boycott Nightshire Group's products!"

"Guys, let's protect them once they step out of the conference room. Let's see how Nightshire Group will go up against them."

"We need justice. My fellow police officers, are you watching? Vinson is threatening us!"

The police officers were stumped as they tried to maintain order

Meanwhile, inside the conference room.

Vinson waited patiently for the media personnel to vent out their rage. "Since you guys insist on your own views and want to continue spreading rumors, there's no point in discussing this anymore. Bring him up!"

Carter made an 'OK' gesture, turned around and left.

Murmurs erupted from the crowd.

"Who is Mr. Nightshire bringing?"

"Could it be that Nightshire Group has gotten their hands on some proof? Is this all just a set-up?”.

Jack scoffed. "Oh please, this whole thing is a set-up? Why don't you tell me this entire world is a set-up? I bet you he must have found someone to take the blame."

Just then, two bodyguards opened the side door, and a man was wheeled into the room, followed by a medical personnel and a few bodyguards.

Even though the person seated in the wheelchair had tubes all over his body, he looked to be in excellent condition aside from being a little nervous.

The media could tell who the person sitting in the wheelchair was the moment they laid eyes on him. After all, they had been following this incident very closely.

"I-Isn't this Caleb, the man who was admitted?"

"I thought he's dead. How is he here? Gosh, so this is Mr. Nightshire's trump card. No wonder he accused those media personnel of spreading rumors. Good thing I held back and didn't say a thing just now.' Jack's face turned grim upon hearing that.

He could tell that the patient sitting in the wheelchair was the person whom he said was already dead.

But how is this possible?

His frail state was captured on video by the media when he was first admitted to the hospital. He looked like he wouldn't be able to last long, so what happened?

How did he even muster up the energy to attend this press conference?

Why is he not dead yet?

However, Jack quickly regained his composure.

After all, he simply made his deduction according to media news. The patient is alive, thanks to the doctors.

This is totally out of my control, so Vinson couldn't possibly sue me because of this, right?

Moreover, it should be up to Caleb to sue him, not

Vinson.

Besides, I'm just trying to help. He wouldn't sue me.

Jack calmed down upon that thought.

After a while, Caleb was pushed onto the stage with the help of the medical personnel and the bodyguards.

Vinson picked up the microphone and stood up. "I assume everyone here already knows who he is, right? He is the customer you all thought were dead."

Caleb looked a little riled up upon those words.

I already went through so much. Do these reporters want me dead for real?

After a short pause, Vinson spoke up, "Excuse me, sir, the stage is yours."

Caleb took the microphone from Vinson and snarled. "As you can see, I'm not dead. I am still alive and well!"

Jack replied awkwardly, "I'm so sorry, sir. I'm very happy to see you alive and well. I thought you were dead because of how the media news portrayed your condition, but trust me, I only have good intentions. In fact, we are protesting against Soir Coffee because of you. Can you tell us more about your condition? Did you become critically ill after consuming coffee from Soir Coffee?"