They would be lucky if they only lost a bit of money. Many shareholders conveniently went missing for a couple of days or had their homes broken into in the middle of the night and were shot in the head.
Harmony looked at the camera and said word for word. "What I want to tell you is that… I've made a mistake. I'm a mistress who destroys other people's families and I'm morally corrupt. I don't deserve to be an anchor and I'll permanently retire without ever showing myself in public again!"
"Of course." Timothy raised his eyes to look at her. He had a calm and unwavering look as he curled the corners of his lips and teased, "I have to earn money to raise you, don't I?"
The man's big palm lightly rubbed her hair, "Don't act tough in front of me if you're clearly in pain and feeling uncomfortable. Shout if you feel pain and cry if you feel uncomfortable, or else what is the use of having a husband like me?"
Samantha closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down. When she next opened them, she faced the crowd, forced out a smile, and said in a cold voice, "My friends, I can answer your questions, but I'm out of breath after being squeezed by everyone. If you guys want my answer, give me some breathing room."