Chapter 469 She Lied to Me

The woman was dressed in a sleek black gown, her slightly curled hair hung behind her like ink spilled in the water, and the petite diamond studs in her ears sparkled a radiant, faint purple under the sunlight.

She raised her hand, making a gesture for silence.

The reporters hastily pointed their microphones toward her, but they noticeably lowered the volume of their voices.

Charlotte Thompson's lips curled into a slight smile. Her voice, like a flowing stream, rang out eerily in the air.

"I know why you all are here, you wish to get a more significant scoop from me."

She paused for a moment, her eyes sparkled, radiating an enchanting charm.

However, she seemed unblemished by the mud around her, like a naive white flower untouched by worldly affairs.

She stood there with a demeanor unmatched by anyone present.