Only after she had calmed her emotions did she hook up a smile and say to Aidan Lucas, who was sitting at the edge of the desk, "Don't worry, I happen to meet an acquaintance at the hospital, it won't be so easy for them to frame you with fake medical records. Come quick, it's about to start, let's watch it together."
She waved at Aidan Lucas, her smile extremely natural.
But the man shook his head.
His slender fingertips tapped on the desk surface, and his dark, deep eyes looked at her, "Come here."
"Huh?" Lily tilted her head, not quite understanding.
"Come over here," Aidan Lucas said in a husky voice.
The unique, lazy tone was like the deep, resonant sound of a cello.
Behind Lily, the television screen had already switched to the press conference site.
It was a local news channel of A City, and thanks to Frank Chamberlain's instigation, this press conference had received heavy promotion from A City's official media outlets.