Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Kiki Jennings, You Bastard
"I... I..."
Daisy was also startled by the sudden appearance of "reporters." Leon Keane only told her to follow the "script," without informing her... that so many reporters were arranged at the café.
Therefore, Daisy completely didn’t know that the "customers" seated here were all reporters.
Daisy couldn’t explain herself. Because the moment she agreed with Leon Keane, she was destined to stand on the opposite side of Kiki Jennings.
Daisy closed her mouth.
In Kiki’s eyes, this action was equivalent to tacit approval.
Kiki was furious.
"Miss, you are Kiki Jennings, also known as Kylie online, right? May I ask... didn’t you jump into the river to die? Why are you still alive now?"
"Kylie, since you’re alive, why don’t you show yourself? Your parents are dead because you committed suicide by jumping into the river, which you must be aware of, right? Seeing your current demeanor, you’re still in the mood to drink coffee and eat cake. Do you really not care about your parents’ deaths? Didn’t your parents treat you well when you were young? Did they abuse you? Is that why you’re so indifferent toward them?"
"Miss Jennings, what I want to ask is... are you aware of Ivana Monroe and GK’s cyberbullying? The online mob attacked Ivana Monroe and GK because of you, even blaming Ivana for your parents’ deaths. Is there anything you’d like to say to Ivana Monroe and the employees of GK? I think you definitely owe them an apology."
The reporters, talking over each other, asked very sharp questions.
Kiki’s face didn’t look good; the questions from the first two reporters had already made her very angry. The last reporter was even more excessive, asking her to apologize to Ivana?
Go to hell!
Kiki was extremely angry and roared, "Are you all crazy? I’m the victim, I survived a disaster... Is that somehow my fault? I’ve already lost my parents, I’m pitiful enough, you guys took Ivana Monroe’s money, but you can’t wrong me like this!"
"Wrong? Who’s wronging you? No one is wronging you. I want to tell you, we’ve seen all your conversations with Miss Taylor through a video link to the surveillance room, clearly you’re the one in the wrong."
"Yeah! If I remember correctly, you even gave poison, telling Miss Taylor to kill Ivana Monroe. Kylie, your heart is too vicious, with no reverence for life."
"Haha... Reverence for life? Do you expect a woman who doesn’t show any concern over her parents’ deaths to respect any other lives?"
"Kiki, stop pretending to be pitiful. Now that the truth has been exposed, you must acknowledge your wrongdoing because your actions have indeed been vile. It not only hurt Ivana Monroe but also had an adverse impact on society."
"Miss Taylor, do you have anything to say?"
A reporter suddenly asked Daisy, who remained silent.
Daisy was startled. She didn’t want to speak, but the "script" had given her the final line to advise Kiki to "be a good person."
Looking at the reporter’s camera and then at Kiki’s extremely poor expression, Daisy hesitantly uttered, "Kiki, if you’re wrong, you’re wrong. I hope you become a better person in the future."
"Daisy Taylor..." Kiki shrieked, wanting to kill Daisy, suddenly picking up the unfinished coffee and splashing it towards Daisy’s face.
"Ah~"
The coffee was hot, and the area of the face delicate, causing Daisy to scream miserably.
The reporters were shocked, not expecting Kiki to act this way.
"Call 911 immediately."
"Kylie, you’re too outrageous! Miss Taylor was kindly advising you, yet you splashed hot coffee on her face?"
"Too venomous, Kiki, do you think there’s still salvation for you?"
"..."
The reporters’ words were piercing.
Kiki was so provoked that she completely lost her mind, eyes red, angrily yelling, "Enough, you moral hypocrites, who gives you the right to speak here? Daisy Taylor is my relative, me disfiguring her with burns involves any of you?"
"And Ivana Monroe, are you all Ivana’s dogs? That’s why you speak for her? You bow down so well, Ivana gives each of you a bone like a dog."
"Bitch... all of you bitches... get out... all of you get out..."
The reporters’ cameras were all focused on Kiki, capturing everything live.
Everyone saw Kiki on television, yelling like a madwoman, saying such words that were simply outrageous, leaving everyone flabbergasted.
Those who once joined the online mob against Ivana Monroe beat their chests and regretted deeply, fooled by Kiki.
However, who could have guessed... that the "Kylie" who jumped into the river hadn’t died?
If it weren’t for the live broadcast, witnessing it firsthand, they couldn’t believe it at all.
Ivana Monroe’s fan group.
Seven-Second Memory: "Everyone, quickly watch the live broadcast, Kylie has appeared, sobbing... Justice, though delayed, has finally vindicated Her Majesty."
Belle: "I’m watching, Kiki is too evil, she actually wanted to poison Her Majesty, sob sob... How can there be such a bad person in the world?"
The warmth reaches the heart: "Seven-Second is right, justice might delay but never absent. Hope Kiki faces legal punishment."
One hospital, VIP ward.
Ivana Monroe sat on the hospital bed, Leon Keane was beside her, both watching the live broadcast on television.
The live broadcast actually started from the point Kiki entered the café and talked to Daisy. Ivana saw Kiki handing poison to Daisy, telling Daisy to harm her, her heart sinking rapidly, not afraid would be a lie.
She knew there was a certain poison that could be secretly mixed into someone’s food, colorless, tasteless, undetectable, and the person who consumed the food would inevitably die. Such poison couldn’t be obtained through regular channels, Kiki acquired it through illegal means.
Suddenly, Ivana’s hand was enveloped by a large hand, passing on warmth.
"Honey, don’t be afraid, I won’t let such a thing happen."
Leon Keane noticed Ivana was tense, her small fists clenched, knowing she was scared. In truth, wasn’t he afraid too? He was thankful to have discovered it in time, that Daisy and Kiki hadn’t truly harmed Ivana.
Leon Keane looked at Kiki on the TV, his eyes turning cold. Hurting his wife warrants a price.
"Mhm."
Feeling the warmth of Leon’s palm, Ivana seemed to find support, her whole body gradually relaxed, her fingers unclenching.
On TV.
Suddenly, two men and women in their fifties or sixties ran over. The woman supported Daisy, her eyes red, continuously asking if Daisy was alright.
The other man rushed to Kiki’s side, raising his hand.
Whap! Whap! Whap...
The sound of loud slaps, one after the other, rang out, hitting Kiki’s face until it was swollen like a pig’s head before stopping.
The man’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Kiki, angrily scolding, "Kiki... you beast, you never jumped into the river, the girl who jumped wasn’t you. But you, because of your selfishness, caused your parents’ death."