Classic Novel
Chapter 1091
Nash looked troubled. "How come I didn't know that you took my aunt to the hospital? When did this happen? Was something wrong with her, or did you do something to her? Mr. Lowe, you need to explain this clearly. Even if I can't stand up to the Lowe family, I will get justice for my aunt."
"You..." Eugene was at a loss for words.
Nash was completely unpredictable, not playing by the usual rules. But then again, Eugene himself hadn't exactly followed the plan either.
Realization dawned on Eugene, and he smirked playfully at Nash. "What if I told you I want to become your uncle? Would that bother you, Mr. York?"
His words stunned everyone in the room.
Michael erupted in anger, "I won't allow it!"Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
"And who are you to object? What gives you the right?" someone in the crowd responded.
"Exactly. Look at yourself. I say Mr. York should just agree to it. A strong alliance like that would only help York Corporation rise to even greater heights."
"If that happens, it would truly be a major event in Birkham."
Some reporters even began supporting the idea of a marriage alliance between the York and Lowe families.
When did these reporters, who usually thrived on chaos, start caring about others' futures?
Nash noticed Nina giving him a stern look, making him feel uneasy.
He whispered an explanation, "This is my territory. I had to plant a few of my own people in the crowd. If I let things get out of hand, wouldn't that be a huge embarrassment?" "That makes sense," Nina replied after thinking it over.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Could it be that Mr. York drugged Mr. Lowe because they hadn't yet made their relationship official, and he was trying to force the issue?" Nash's lips curled into a smile, a look that didn't need any further explanation.
A sharp-eyed reporter noticed this and quickly snapped a photo, then asked, "Mr. York, since things didn't work out as planned, do you have a next move in mind?"
Nina couldn't take it anymore. What kind of reporters were these? They were so eager to pry into others' private lives. Weren't they afraid of having their own secrets exposed?
Her expression darkened as she slammed her glass of water down onto the table with a loud thud. The sudden noise startled everyone. They exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what had upset her.
Just then, Michael stood up
fearlessly, pointing at Eugene. "I'm
starting to think that you drugged yourself, Mr. Lowe, then tried to force Miss Zoe into submission. And when things went wrong, you decided to frame Mr. York. Tell me, MP. Lowe, am I right?"
"Michael, I really didn't want to waste my time on you here, but you keep slandering Zoe over and over. I'm done putting up with it," Eugene said as he stood up and walked over to the projector.
He connected his phone and played a surveillance video.
The footage was lengthy. It showed Michael entering York Corporation, changing clothes, and then heading up to the top floor. Finally, he entered the tea room.
Before the video could finish, the secretary suddenly shouted, "So it was you! You were the one who drugged the tea I prepared for Mr. Lowe. Why did you try to set me up?"
She then turned to Nash, tears streaming down her face. "Mr. York, it wasn't my mistake. It was him. It was Michael."
Michael's face turned pale. He
hadn't expected Nash and the others to have uncovered the truth already. Realizing that he couldn't keep up the act any longer, he tried to flee through the back door, only to be caught by the police waiting outside.
"Eugene, even if you get through this, it won't matter. After all this chaos, Zoe will never agree to be with you," Michael spat, even in his final moments of defiance.
Eugene looked at him with disdain, smirking. The truth was out, and there was no need for Nash to give Eugene any further explanation.
As the reporters started to rise and prepare to leave, music suddenly began playing. The surveillance footage on the wall switched to a video.
It was a romantic confession.