There is only one day until the press conference.
Monica Baldwin was lounging around at home with her two babies. Meghan, having just ended her confinement period, dropped by Royal View Residence for the first time, and smiled when she saw the two children crawling all over Monica, "It seems like you're enjoying your current life. People out there are twisting themselves into knots on your behalf."
"I can't exactly die as a form of apology." Monica put Candy in her arms and let Ray gnaw on Candy's little foot.
"On a serious note, I've collected information about the people you're interested in, but it's not feasible for us to sign all of them at once. Plus, given your current situation, they're not going to trust you, thus, we need to proceed one by one." Meghan pulled out some materials. Ever since she gave birth to her daughter, she seemed different.
Monica remained silent, just looking at Meghan.
"What's the matter?"