His Domineering Lover
Chapter 604

The reporters' questions became more acute. Setlla stood by Tracey's side and said, "Not so close, please."

In spite of being treated so impolitely, Tracey kept a modest smile on her face.

"Thank you for your attention. This incident has a very negative impact on my company. As the president, it is my duty to tell you one thing.

"My perfume is a qualified product. If it were toxic, it would never have been allowed to be sold.

"I want to assure all my customers that there is no quality problem with it."

"Then why do these women's skin fester like this? This doesn't look like an allergy." The reporter asked again.

"That's a question I'll answer at the next news conference. Please rest assured that we will give you a satisfactory answer. I need to see them now. Excuse me."

Tracey's polite manner stopped the reporters from asking more questions. After all, she already said there'd be a news conference.

Setlla even wanted to jot down everything Tracey said in her notebook. She had so much to learn from Tracey.

The reporters made way for Tracey. Seeing Tracey, the victims and their family got more furious.

"Give us an explanation, b*tch!"

"Why are you so vicious? Do you know how important faces are to girls? My daughter was disfigured by your perfume, and her fiance left her!"

"My boss fired me when he saw my horrible skin! You owe me a job!"

People kept shouting, while Tracey kept silent. She just looked at them quietly.

Some had red, swollen, purulent necks, and some had festered faces.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm here to solve your problems. If It's the perfume, I'm gonna take the responsibility. Now, I'll take you guys to the hospital." Tracey said gently. "We've already been to the hospital. Pay us! You ruined my daughter's life!"

"And mine!"

Everyone was yelling at Tracey. Setlla felt extremely uncomfortable. It was not Tracey's fault, how could these people be so mean to her?

Tracey just stood there and said nothing. People scolded her viciously for ten minutes, but she still wore a smile.

Even those who scolded her felt a little guilty. What was wrong with this woman? Why didn't she react when people called her names?

And why did she look like she was watching a show? What a horrible strong woman!

"Are you done? Do you want to go to my office and get some water?" Tracey said.

For a moment, everyone was speechless.

"Setlla, are the doctors here?" Tracey looked at her wristwatch. Her original plan was to take the doctors to these people.

Hearing this, these victims' faces suddenly changed.

"Yes." Setlla immediately knew what Tracey meant. If these people wanted trouble, they'd give it to them.

"Doctors?" A woman asked.

"I've got the best dermatologists for you guys. You'll see them soon.

"I'm doing what's best for you. If it's really our perfume, I'm gonna try my best to treat you," Tracey replied.

"What? Who knows if you hired doctors or actors?

What if our faces get worse?" "That's right. We don't believe you."

Seeing their guilt, Tracey laughed happily. "Reporters, did you hear what they said? They want an explanation, but they refuse to go to the hospital. My staff tried to get them to go to the hospital several times, but they just refused."

The reporters knew right away that something was wrong. Normally, the first thing people did when they got a skin disease was go to the hospital.

"Miss Martin, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"I did, and the doctor said it was the perfume."

"Then where are your medical records? What makes you think it's our perfume without any real proof?" Grace asked directly.

"I didn't bring them."

"It doesn't matter. These doctors are the best dermatologists. Let them diagnose you now.

"If it's really about our perfume, we're gonna see it through. However, if this whole thing is a backstabbing attempt on my company, I will use the weapon of the law to defend the legal rights of my company. "And I'm gonna ask whoever's behind this to pay for my company's losses," Tracey said lightly.

Although she was still smiling, there was an obvious coldness in her eyes. No wonder she ran such a big company at such a young age.

"Well, I suddenly remember I've got plans. I'm getting out of here." Someone said.

"Me too. I need to go to work now."

"Wait, you just said you got fired. You got a new job already?" Tracey stopped a woman. "I-I'm going to check out. I'm leaving."

"Wait, I haven't paid you yet. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Tracey asked faintly.

Those so-called victims all looked at Tracey with awe. This woman was like a queen!

"Dear reporters, I think there's something fishy going on here. Why don't you interview these ladies?" Tracey looked at the reporters.

In an instant, the reporters surrounded those who were about to escape.