Internet Sensation: I Hit My Dad with My Car

6

The next day, there was a press conference.

My agent Lauren, followed closely beside me and kept reminding me to watch her eyes and act accordingly. I must control my mouth and not answer the reporters' questions randomly, and especially not admit to stabbing someone with a knife.

Last time, I posted a statement on my social media account without the company's permission, which made Lauren extremely worried. If the final result hadn't been good, she would have confiscated my account.

"Don't worry, Lauren. I don't want my career to end here. I have my own way of dealing with it."

Lauren looked at me and sighed.

I patted her shoulder to reassure her.

At the press conference, countless flashes were clicking at me, and the reporters asked me sharp questions.

"Miss Roan, do you have anything to say about the car accident involving your father?"

I lowered my eyes. My crying scenes were known for being beautiful and touching. But this time, I didn't want to shed a tear. I raised my head and looked firmly at the reporters.

"I won't forgive anyone who falls into gambling. My family was ruined by my father. I gave him all my earnings over the years to pay off his debts. I have done everything I could. As for hitting him, it's completely absurd. He's not stupid enough to be killed by me, right?"

Lauren had a worried look on her face and poked my waist hard, telling me to stop. The reporters didn't buy it and all attacked me.

"Miss Roan, is it true that you held a knife against your father? Did you really want to kill your own father?"

"Miss Roan, there are rumors that you have locked up your mother in a mental hospital. Can you explain?"

"Miss Roan, someone just posted records of you at a plastic surgery institution abroad. Is this true?"

The reporters kept asking, making my ears explode. They didn't follow the prescribed procedures at all.

These reporters had been bribed, and Lauren next to them quickly stood up to control the scene.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please ask questions one by one according to the procedure. We will not answer any questions unrelated to today's press conference!"

The scene became more and more chaotic.

At this moment, a man among the reporters, who was wearing a hat and keeping his head down, suddenly stood up and rushed towards the stage.

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"Mindy, you are so malicious! When you were young, you wanted to kill me with a knife. I forgave you and raised you. Now you want to run me over with a car. Do you really want to kill me? Oh my, why is my miserable old life so tragic?"

The one who had been mingling among the reporters was my toxic father John. He rushed to me and tried to grab my collar, but I pushed his hand away. Lauren commanded the security guards to pull John down.

"John, you have no shame. Forgave and raised me? You ended up in prison!"

The flashlights kept flashing at me and John. The media crazily pressed their cameras, like vultures wanting to take a bite of flesh from a dying lion.

This press conference had been disrupted. I saw this group of crazy media and lightly laughed.

"You think you can send me to hell, but you don't know that this is a plan I have long made.

Let this farce get bigger and bigger. John, you will only be as ridiculous as a clown.

You want me to be ruined, but I won't follow your wishes.

I am no longer the little girl, who used to hide behind my mother and easily be subdued by you.

This time, I will stab the knife into you fiercely, let you stay in hell forever and never crawl back to bother me and my mother!"

I got up and left. Countless flashes chased after my figure, but I didn't look back.