Chapter <b>382 </b>
Birgitte said while lifting her eyelids to give the reporter a <bzy </b>nce, “I’m easygoing, not a saint.
<b>“</b><b>If </b><b>I </b>pped you right now and then rallied everyone to praise you for being <b>so </b>generous and forgiving, would you really just let it <b>slide</b>?<b>” </b>
The reporter forced a smile, but he <b>still </b>wouldn’t let it go.
He asked, “Ms. Cherniavsky<b>, </b>you only got dragged into that mess because of Ms. Miller’s personal issues. Are you honestly not bothered at all?”
Birgitte looked at him for a couple of seconds. “Nope.”
“You’re openly falling out with the Yurchenko family like this. Aren’t you afraid they’ll retaliate?”
“That all depends on whether Quantavius can <b>stay </b>in prison.”
“We don’t know what exactly Quantavius did, so let’s not get into that. But the Yurchenko family isn’t just him. What if the same kind of trouble happens again?”
“Then you cane <b>ask </b>me again when it does<b>.</b><b>” </b>
The reporter was left at a loss for words<b>, </b>stumbling over his own questions.
He thought, ‘Is Birgitte even a woman? How does she manage to <b>answer </b>all <b>these </b>questions like a machine, not showing a single hint of emotion?‘
Resigned, he gave up trying to throw any more tough questions her way.
“I’d like to ask Ms. Miller, what’s your take on the recent pregnancy rumors about Trevor? Even though you and the Wilson Group aren’t exactly on good terms, technically, Trevor <b>is </b>still your brother,” he said.
Aubree frowned. “First of all, I don’t have a brother.
“Secondly, as it happens, on my way from Rithol City, I ran into someone. Maybe you should <b>go </b>ask her about it instead.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the doors <b>to </b>the auditorium <b>were </b>pushed open once more.
A collective gasp filled the room.
Standing at the entrance, head down and <b>dressed </b>in baggy clothes<b>, </b>was none other than Sophia Hunt–the very person every entertainment reporter would kill to get an interview with.
She was led in by bodyguards.
Aubree reached out and took Sophia’s hand. “If you have something to say, <b>just </b>say it. The reporters here will have your back.”
Sophia finally lifted her head, her eyes already red and puffy. “<b>Please</b><b>, </b>help me. I don’t want to lose my baby.”
A reporter thought, ‘Holy crap, what is even happening right now?
‘We had onlye hoping to get the scoop on Aubree’s fallout with the Wilson family. Who could’ve guessed we’d end upnding an exclusive with Sophia<b>? </b>
“This is a bombshell the moment she opens her mouth!‘
“I ran into Sophia at the airport on my way to Südlichen Strand. She seemed like she was trying to avoid someone,” Aubree said, gently patting Sophia’s shoulder as if tofort her<b>. </b>
Sophia’s eyes filled with tears. “I really appreciate Ms. Miller stepping in to help me. Trevor doesn’t want to take responsibility, and his manager<b>, </b>Skyler Huber, threatened me through texts. He said if I didn’t cooperate and help Trevor smooth things over with the public, then…”
She broke down into sobs, unable to continue.
After all, she was once a public figure. She knew exactly how to tug at people’s heartstrings.
15
4.51 PM
“Ms. Hunt<b>, </b>do you <b>have </b>any <b>evidence </b><b>for </b>what you just said?<b>” </b><b>a </b>reporter asked.
Sophia <b>hesitated</b>.
<b>“</b><b>If </b><b>you </b>can’t show any proof, isn’t it fair to wonder if, like the rumors say, you’re just trying to use the baby as your ticket into <b>the </b><b>Wilson </b>family<b>?</b><b>” </b>another reporter pressed.
Sophia’s <b>hesitation </b>just made her an <b>even </b><b>easier target </b>for the reporters. No matter what, Trevor still had the Wilson family backing him, so they wouldn’t dare go too far with him. But Sophia was a different story.
<b>As </b>the other main person in all this, and with no powerful connections, <b>they </b>went all out with the sharpest questions they coulde up with.
A reporter asked, “Sophia, was this whole pregnancy <b>just </b><b>a </b>setup from the very beginning to get at Trevor?”
Another asked, “You vanished from the spotlight after the awards show. Aren’t you afraid to show your face now? Or is it that you’ve finally found someone powerful to back you up, so you think you can <b>act </b>without fear?”