Chapter 623 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

Chapter 623 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

There were just too many people around. I tried to get up as I feared being trampled over. However, no matter how hard I tried to stand back up, it was as if the swarm of people was united in their attempt to keep pushing me back down each and every time.

After a few tries, I was trampled over and suffered a few kicks here and there. All of a sudden, the reporters swarming me fanned out, and the air grew still.

I lifted my head in response and fixed my gaze on the entrance of Featherstone Corporation. Anthony walked out of the entrance with a cold, hard look on his face, flanked by the top management of Featherstone Corporation.

As the reporters had fanned out all at once, I was left sprawled on the ground in everyone’s plain sight. It wasn’t hard to imagine how disheveled and shabby I looked to him and everyone else.

The surrounding temperature dropped several degrees with the frigid look on Anthony’s face. The man was burning with fury as he approached me. He shot his icy gaze at the reporters surrounding us, eliciting gasps from the crowd.

He pulled me up from the ground and held me in his arms. His usual gentle voice rang in my ears, “Are you alright?”

I nodded. “I’m fine!”

He nodded as well before he scanned the surroundings with his dark eyes. It was apparent that he was demanding retribution from the demeaning crowd.

“I am very honored that you guys had taken the time and effort to crowd the building of my company. However, there is no good reason for all of you to inflict injury on my wife, and I expect an explanation from all of you for that. Please go back. You guys are only qualified to interview me when you have a job.” Anthony did not raise an octave, nor were his words crude, but it was obvious that his words were a warning to them. Even though I did not quite understand what he meant, I could tell that the lot of reporters had picked up on what he was trying to say judging by the looks on their faces.

With that, Anthony took my hand and headed for his office. he then ordered Joseph to fetch him a first aid kit. He got me to sit on the sofa and tended to my wound in silence.

My knees and arms were bloody from being knocked to the ground, and my body was covered in dust.

I was lucky that these were only superficial wounds. Anthony lowered his head and tended to my wounds. There was a hint of anger on his perfectly sculpted face. His anger became even more obvious when I flinched as he was sanitizing my wounds with iodine solution.

He lifted his head and looked at me as he asked in a low voice, “Does it hurt?”

I shook my head and managed a slight smile. “Not really!” I wasn’t lying. After all, they were just external wounds, so it was nothing unbearable.

He pursed his lips and continued to work on my wounds. I knew he was mad at me for not staying at home.

Anthony had not said a single word even after he was done with my wounds. Just then, Joseph sent over some clothes for me to change into. He tried to say something but he bit his tongue at the sight of his boss.

Anthony turned to look at me. “Can you change on your own?”

I nodded. Of course I can.

He hummed in acknowledgement and said nothing else.

I turned around and headed for the private restroom. Soon after, Joseph’s voice rang. I could still hear him as the private restroom was quite near.

“Mr. Featherstone, I’ve done the investigation. The things that CBU had launched last month came directly from Featherstone Corporation. They made no changes to the machinery after taking it from us. So far, they have not launched any other new machinery.”

I paused after listening to him and recalled that a lot of things had been stolen from the base of the Lavelian Village project not long after it had been launched. However, no further follow-ups ensued. Anthony and Armond did not seem like they were interested to get to the bottom of things either.

On the contrary, Featherstone Corporation simply decided to rebuild another machinery. I had thought that that would be the end of the problem, but now it was clear as day that someone was looking to set Anthony up.

Otherwise, how would CBU be able to launch such a big-scale AI exhibition, showcasing its sophisticated technology without stirring up any response both locally and internationally? Everything about it did not make any sense to me.

Anthony replied, “Hmm. Get someone to make a statement to conclude that it would be difficult for us to assemble the AI without the core technology. Then, spread the word that Featherstone Corporation had been ransacked in A City, and list out everything that we were about to exhibit back then.”

Joseph nodded and fell silent for some time before saying, “By the way, about Mrs. Featherstone’s injury today, I’ve contacted the person in charge of those media outlets. We have identified all reporters who had gotten too close, or hurt Mrs. Featherstone in any way through the security footage at our entrance. They have all promised that the identified personnel will never be employed in any media outlets and TV stations in all of K City.”

“Good.”

Then, the room fell silent. It seemed like Joseph had left.

I changed my clothes, and since my wounds were already taken care of, I was fine.

After heading out of the private restroom, I was greeted by the sight of Anthony working. Glancing at me, he asked, “Does it still hurt?”

I shook my head. “No. It’s nothing.”

Hesitating for a moment, I parted my lips and asked, “What will happen to the reporters?”

He stopped writing and looked at me seriously. “All media outlets and TV stations in K City will never employ them.” There was not a trace of emotion in his voice.

I nodded and said nothing else. I knew that it wasn’t easy for reporters to climb the ranks in K City’s media industry, especially to the ranks of being able to get firsthand news and to get the chance to mingle among the rich and powerful, much less to be able to interview these people. It must have taken those people decades of work just to get to where they were.

However, one order from Anthony was all it took to put an end to their careers. The reporters must have been indignant at the implications, to say the least.

Judging by his calm and composed manner, I could tell that Anthony must have come up with a way to deal with the current situation. I initially came here to help, but it did not seem like he needed any. “Anthony, is someone deliberately trying to stir up trouble this time?”

He raised his brow and poured me a glass of water. “Are you so worried about me that you’ve come all the way here?” He was not answering my question.

Stumped, I nodded solemnly. “Yes.”

His lips curled into a smile, and he seemed pleased. “Don’t worry, I’m doing fine.”

I heaved a sigh of relief at his response. “That’s good, then. The Murphys pitched in for the Lavelian Village project as well, but they’ve been awfully quiet.”

I initially thought that the investigation would not have been so thorough. However, the reporter downstairs had implied that they knew the connection between the Murphys and the Lavelian Village project. But if that’s the case, why are the Murphys being so quiet about it?

He put down the pen in his hand in silence and said, “No rush. We have all the time in the world.”

I could sense that there was another meaning to his words. I was about to inquire further but thought better of it. Recalling that I still had to take Summer to the hospital, I turned to him and said, “It seems like I’m not much of a help to your problems. I’m going to take Summer to the hospital later. Mom said that she’s been having fever a lot lately, and asked me to fetch her for a check-up.”

Anthony nodded. “We’ll go home together later. Are you craving any particular food?”

“No.” I shook my head.

He merely stared at me, as if protesting my answer. I pursed my lips and relented as I blurted, “Alright, I want to eat lobster, steamed fish, and pork ribs…” He smiled as I prattled on a long list of food, seemingly not paying any attention to my nonchalant request. Seeing that, I shrugged and stopped talking.

Because I was in a rush to take Summer to the hospital, I left right after I had taken my bag.

After heading out of the office, I bumped into Anthony’s secretary near the elevator. She was holding on to a lot of files and seemed like she was in a daze. She did not even realize when something fell off her hands.

“Hello!” I said.

It wasn’t until I repeated myself that she turned around to look at me. I waved the file that she had dropped at her and said, “You dropped something.”

Stumped, the woman bowed and thanked me for my help before retrieving the file.

“Sasha, what’s the matter with you?” A man who came out of the elevator asked her, “Is something wrong? Not only did you send the wrong documents, but you’re also losing things. And now, you’re even bumping into people. Are you alright?”

Sasha shook her head, her eyes were red-rimmed. Joseph headed out of the elevator and noticed that I was staring at the secretary. “Mrs. Featherstone, what’s the matter?”

I said nothing as I shook my head. A feeling of uneasiness washed over me as I looked at her.

However, everyone was in a rush, so nobody cared to pay attention to someone who was unrelated to them.

Some of the reporters were still waiting for Anthony downstairs. They were waiting for him to head out of the building and hoped that they would be able to get him to answer some questions.

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