True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 711

In Northern City.

When Heinz came back, it was already 10:30 in the morning. He was blocked by reporters as soon as he got off the plane.

"Mr. Jones, could you please talk about your marriage with Miss Jodie Lawson?" A reporter asked.

"Why hasn't anyone heard of your marriage? You've been married for six years! This is a piece of shocking news. Could you please tell us about it?" Another reporter questioned. "May I ask if Grace Smith has meddled in the marriage between you and Jodie? I heard your children are twins. Are they illegitimate children?" One woman chimed in.

There were too many questions, and they all rushed over.

Heinz didn't pay attention to it at first because he hadn't found a way to deal with this matter, and he didn't want to answer.

However, these people actually said that the children were b*stards.

His eyes suddenly turned gloomy and his gaze swept over the people who came. His eyes were full of anger. Looking at the reporters who were interrogating him, he sneered coldly, "I reserve the right to sue you. Slandering someone is legal. Please pay attention to your words."

The reporter who asked that question was stunned and immediately argued, "Mr. Jones, are you threatening me?" Heinz's entire body suddenly turned cold, as if he was a messenger from hell. It was as eerie and terrifying as that.

There was no warmth in his eyes. He looked directly at the reporter and stared at him deeply for three seconds.

Feeling guilty, the man looked at Heinz and couldn't help saying, "Mr. Jones, why are you looking at me like this? We are just interviewing you and we have our reporter's licenses with us. A reasonable interview is within legal protection."

Heinz smiled gently, making him look even more sinister than ever.

He raised his chin slightly towards Alex.

Alex stepped forward and informed in a low voice, "President, Lester came to pick us up and brought someone with him. You can rest assured that we have arranged enough workforce this time and we will be more alert. We will bring this person away and interrogate him later."

Heinz nodded calmly.

He glanced at the reporter and said nothing more. Then he went straight away.

"Mr. Jones, please answer us." The reporters were still blocking the way of Heinz's departure.

In front of them, the airport staff had already divided the crowd according to Lester's arrangements.

Heinz left quickly under their arrangements.

He knew that he was now standing in the eye of the storm, and he must be rational.

Soon, he left.

Seeing that Heinz had left, the reporters were unhappy, but there was nothing they could do.

The reporter, who questioned Heinz several times in the face, stood in the crowd and incited other reporters.

"Everyone, as you can see, just now, Heinz Jones threatened us. He has not denied the marriage between him and Jodie Lawson and the matter of the illegitimate children. Grace Smith has interfered in his marriage and gave birth to two children. Do you see that?" He said.

"Yes." A reporter echoed, "He doesn't dare to say a word. It seems that he has acquiesced in the relationship between him and Jodie Lawson. We all know that. I think everyone must be clear about what news you should report now!"

"Yes, Grace Smith destroyed other people's marriage," another man chimed in.

All of a sudden, the group of journalists was surrounded by staff members. More than a dozen of them quickly took away the journalists.

"We are the reporters. Where are you going to take us?" The leading man shouted.

"You've been waiting for so long, and the reporters are all tired. We are inviting everyone to have tea," the staff member said in a low voice.

"We don't want tea. We want to return to our newspaper office," a woman claimed.

"Of course." The staff member agreed. "Let them leave. However, as for the three reporters who talked the most just now, they must stay. They talked too much. They should drink some tea, or else it would harm their body."

"Yes, sir!"

All the people dispersed.

The leading man's face was pale. Seeing that the situation was not good, he shouted again, "You have gone too far. We have a reporter's license. If you behave like this, we will expose you."

"Mr. Reporter, threatening the staff members casually is also against the law. If you want to expose us, we welcome you to do so. By then, we will have the whole surveillance brought out, and you will also replace the video where you secretly enticed the reporters to provoke them," the staff member warned.

"You!" The leader screamed. "I am the reporter from Northern Press. Our report is completely true," the reporter argued.

"You can take the legal approach," the staff member notified in a low voice. "But before that, please shut up!"

Soon, they were taken to a VIP lounge in the airport.

Lester stood there and took over these people from the staff members.

"Mr. Lester, these three people are the reporters who disturbed the order of the airport. Please bring them to have some tea. Thank you for helping us to ease the order of the airport," the staff member bowed. "Not a problem." Lester smiled.

The head of the ground staff was very powerful. He was not afraid of offending people. He was willing to help Heinz because of his reputation.

Lester was able to catch all these people without much effort.

The bodyguards held the door and the staff members left.

Lester sat on the sofa and crossed his legs as he looked at the three reporters. They were all carrying bags and cameras.

Everyone's interview tools were marked with their own company's logo.

"Northern Press, Northern Economic Times and Northern News," Lester pondered over the names of their work units and arranged them. "Morgan, check their reporters' licenses and their ID cards. Let's see if they're staff members of these units."

Hearing that they were going to verify their identities, the three of them were all stunned, and panic flashed in their eyes.

"You don't have to check it. Our ID cards and licenses are legal," one of them defended.

"Did I say that you guys were not legal reporters?" Lester retorted.

The man was stunned and avoided his eye contact. "You are illegally imprisoning us." "You disturb the order of the airport, but you don't allow us to check your license. It seems that you are stepping over your power," Lester laughed.

"What does this have to do with you?" The reporter rebutted.

"We need to verify your identities." Lester lowered his eyes and slowly waited for Morgan to lead his men to verify their identities.

The three reporters refused to hand it over.

Lester ordered, "Morgan, be polite. Don't leave any visible injuries."

Morgan nodded with a proud expression. "Don't worry, Lester. We all have experience. I won't leave any marks on their bodies but they will surely suffer in pain for the rest of their lives."

Upon hearing this, the three men's faces turned paler.

Lester looked up at them and faintly claimed, "I'm amazed to see that the three of them, without assistants, can represent these units in performing interviews. Since when do they have to handle the work alone? This doesn't seem to be in line with the standard protocols and regulations, right?"

At this moment, the three of them became even more anxious.

Morgan had already made his move. His fist suddenly reached out and hit the male reporter's abdomen.

"Oh!" In an instant, the man gave a muffled groan and the pain made him sweat in an instant.

Morgan was not in a hurry. With a smile, he looked at the other two and politely asked, "Will you show me your license?"