A Dire Situation
"Now that new rumors are popping up every few minutes and are supported by so-called evidence, things might go out of hand if we wait till tomorrow, " Mosa said anxiously. "Besides, many of the doubts are directed toward you, so Mr. Domitos and Mr. Thompson are in no position to speak up."
She continued explaining the graveness of the situation, "You're going to face hundreds of media companies all alone tomorrow, all of whom are sharp-tongued. In addition, they all seem prepared and are set out to tarnish your reputation. I'm afraid you'll be driven into a corner…"
With her eyes downcast, Carla mulled over the situation.
Mosa is right. The current situation is critical, and things will only worsen the longer we dragged on…
"Go and make the arrangements. Bring forward the press conference to today at two in the afternoon, " she ordered. "No, make it at eleven in the morning!"
"It's almost a quarter to ten. Eleven's not that far off." Mosa checked her watch and asked worriedly, "The timing is good, but are you ready?"
"There's nothing to prepare." Carla frowned. "No matter how much I prepare for it, I wouldn't know what tricks they will throw at me. Representatives from over five hundred media companies will be attending the press conference. How can we anticipate everything?"
"You are right." Mosa nodded. "Then, shall I proceed with it now?"
"Please." Carla motioned her to leave with the wave of her hand.
"Understood." Mosa sprang into action.
Having lost the mood to deal with work, Carla closed the folder. Instead, she walked toward the windows, looked at the beautiful city view below, and started sorting out her thoughts.
She had to stay calm, eliminate all distractions, and think of a proper solution.
"Ms. Lierger!"
A familiar voice came to her ears.
Carla turned her head. "Freda, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to stay in the hospital?"
"I've sent Ilali and Jewel over." Freda hurriedly approached her. "I can't leave you alone when you're facing such a huge problem!"
"I'm not alone. Aren't Ilali and Jewel people?"
Carla rolled her eyes at her, but her lips quirked into a smile. As Freda had always been a reliable person, she felt more at ease to have her around.
"That's not the same. I know you best, so I'm the one who's most fit to help you." Freda looked at Carla empathetically. "Ms. Lierger, I met Mosa on my way here. She mentioned that you're holding a press conference at eleven?"
"That's right." Carla nodded. "There's no time to lose. I need to deal with this immediately."
"Then, I'll have my men get ready." Freda started making calls on her phone.
"What do you mean?" Carla blurted out, but it soon struck her. Security would be a major concern since the press conference would be held on an enormous scale.
"You're meticulous as always. I almost forget about that." Carla massaged her temples. "I'm so fortunate to have you here with me."
"Those media companies are obviously puppets used to bring you down. If security is not properly dealt with, it will exacerbate the already dire situation."
While making calls, Freda added, "We're short on people, but I'll think of a way to solve this."
After everything that had happened, Southridge was ruined entirely. The remaining bodyguards of the Giblo family were sent to protect Benard, Venus, Jamal, and Thompson.
Only Carla's female bodyguards were available. However, some had to stay at home to protect Daemon's triplets. Obviously, there was a serious lack of manpower.
However, the current circumstances necessitated the deployment of a large group of men.
Stricken with worry, Freda was hesitant to contact Charles and Harrison.
"They are too far away." Carla knew what was on her mind. "It's of no use to ask Charles for help now."
"But—"
Freda was about to respond, but Carla's ringtone cut her off. The caller was Charles.
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