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Ronaldo’s glare turned colder by the second. Just as he raised his hand, about to smash a camera, Christian frantically shook his head beside him.
It’s live! This is a livestream!
Because of that fact, Ronaldo had no choice but to choke down his fury and face the camera with forced calm. “This is a family matter of the Sue family. No comment at this time. Thank you.”
But seeing he had no intention of giving a real answer, the reporters swarmed forward again.
“Mr. Sue, just a few words will do!”
“Is the young lady beside you really the long–lost Ms. Cassandra of the Sue family?”
“The entire media world is watching. As the Sue family’s only daughter, what kind of life has Ms. Cassandra lived these past eighteen years? How did you find her?”
Microphones were shoved forward, and the livestream camera was practically shoved into Eliza’s face.
In the next moment, Ronaldo threw a punch directly at the camera.
The blow stunned the surrounding reporters.
Even Christian froze in shock.
“Ronaldo…” he breathed out, aghast.
They could behave however they wanted in private–but this was a livestream. Because of this outburst, the Sue family would be making headlines again.
“I said no comment.”
Ronaldo’s reputation in the industry was well known.
When the reporters saw his face sink even darker, they immediately–backed off.
If it weren’t for the livestream cameras, Ronaldo probably would’ve driven them out on the spot.
Eliza hadn’t expected Ronaldo to go head–to–head with the media like that.
After all, reporters were masters of spinning stories–one wrong sentence, one careless report, and the Sue family could be at the center of a media storm.
Was Ronaldo really not afraid of the consequences?
“Get in.”
Ronaldo pushed Eliza into the car.
Christian followed quickly.
But once inside, Christian realized Ronaldo had shut the car door without getting in. His expression
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changed.
“Ronaldo, aren’t you coming?”
“You go on ahead.”
Ronaldo pulled out a box of cigarettes, lit one, and held it between his lips.
The bodyguards stayed with him.
The reporters suddenly grew anxious.
“Sir, we were just doing a regular news report-”
“This is an airport! Even the Sue family can’t just assault reporters, can you?”
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“Relax! The Sue family’s the richest overseas family–they care about their image! No way they’d actually hurt us!”
None of the reporters really believed Ronaldo would make a move in front of cameras.
But then-
“Didn’t your boss ever tell you? Some stories can be reported. Some can’t.”
Ronaldo’s calm voice left them stunned.
“Reporting on the Sue family isn’t something just anyone is allowed to do.”
Without another word, a bodyguard stepped forward, grabbed one of the cameras, pulled out its memory card, and then smashed the equipment right there on the ground.
The multi–thousand–dollar camera shattered into pieces.
“My camera! This is outrageous!”
The other media reps panicked, quickly pulling out their own cameras, terrified Ronaldo might order those destroyed too.
“Sir, we didn’t mean to cross a line–we’ve handed over everything. Please let us leave!”
Only now did they realize–the Sue family had already locked down the airport.
No one outside could see what was happening. The area was sealed off.
Ronaldo suddenly asked, “Which outlet was livestreaming just now?”
One trembling reporter stepped forward.
He hadn’t wanted to come in the first place. But his boss had insisted–wanted to grab the headline, to be the first to break the story. That was why they’d risked a livestream..
Who could’ve known the stream wouldn’t even last three minutes before Ronaldo shattered the camera?
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“It… it was me…”
The reporter stepped forward, trembling.
Ronaldo snatched the press badge hanging from his neck.
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Reading the name of the media outlet printed on it, Ronaldo let out a cold chuckle. “Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to go to work anymore.”
“Sir…”
The reporter paled in fear.
Ronaldo added coolly, “And tomorrow, your media outlet won’t exist anymore either.”
The color drained from the reporter’s face.
Everyone knew Mr. Ronaldo of the Sue family wasn’t someone to provoke. But their boss hadn’t believed it. He’d sent them straight into the lion’s den.
Now look where that got them–not only did they fail to get the scoop, their entire company was about to be wiped off the map.
“Mr. Ronaldo, sir is waiting at home.”
“Mm.”
Ronaldo turned to the other bodyguards. “Clean up the scene. Check if anything was left behind. I don’t want my sister hitting the trending news cycle the moment she returns.”
“Yes, sir.”
Meanwhile-
Eliza and Christian had already arrived at the gates of the Sue family estate.
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