Send You all Stars in the Sky Chapter 80: The Protection He Gives

"Naturally, Boss Carl held a press conference for you in person. As for the specific content, you will know when you go." Warren Fule smiled and said nothing more.

Along the way, Grace's mood was very uneasy.

At eight o'clock in the evening, she was sent to the scene of the press conference by Warren Fule.

The press conference is about to begin. Many reporters gathered at the scene. When they saw Grace coming, they all raised their cameras and kept taking pictures of her.

Looking at the countless flashlights and the sharp eyes of reporters, Grace was a little scared and subconsciously stopped.

"Why didn't you leave?" Behind him came a low and pleasant voice.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Carl standing there in a dark blue suit and meticulously combed hair, smiling.

She grabbed her lower lip and whispered, "Carl, what do you want?"

"You will know in a moment." He came forward to put his arms around her slender waist and quietly pushed her forward. "Grace, you are the target of public criticism now. All you can believe is me."

If it had been Carl ten years ago, she would have trusted him with her eyes closed and her ears covered, but now in Carl, she is afraid and she dare not believe it.

She sat down beside him with a full face of vigilance and followed him closely.

He sat in the center with his legs crossed, smiled at the reporters and said lightly, "I know everyone has been very attentive to Grace family recently. This is not true. I have invited the client. If you have any questions, please ask."

Hearing what he said, the reporters stuffed the microphone into front of Grace and scrambled to say:

"Grace, Grayson is still lying in the hospital and may wake up at any time. Your position in Grace family Group is still unstable. Are you still planning to murder him for the third time?"

"Grace, where have you been hiding these days?"

"Grace, tell me about your psychological journey to kill Grayson. In your eyes, is power and wealth really more important than family ties?"

"Grace... Grace..."

Grace covered his head and felt it was going to explode.

"You all said Grace killed Grayson?" Carl suddenly sneered at him and said, "Is there any evidence? There is no evidence report, but it is framed."

For an instant, the whole stadium was quiet for a few seconds.

Grace was shocked and looked at Carl in disbelief. Is he helping himself?

"Isn't the car accident in Grayson designed by Grace to keep his position as president of Grace family Group? How can we say that we are framed for what we all know?" A female reporter boldly said.

"Is it?" Carl sneered and suddenly took out an envelope and said clearly, "What about the evidence in my hand?"

When his voice fell, he took out all the documents inside and showed them in front of the camera.

It was the bill for Wolfgang to hire a taxi driver to kill Grayson. The name of the account was Tang, which was obviously not Grace's.

"See clearly, the driver is Wolfgang, the boss of Imperial City, not Grace." Carl smiled and continued, "As for the photos in the hospital, let's look at the surveillance video before talking."

At this point, he winked at Warren Fule, and Warren Fule broadcast the surveillance of that day.

In terms of monitoring, it can be clearly seen that Wolfgang wanted to kill Grayson, while Grace grabbed the syringe to save Grayson.

For an instant, the scene of the press conference exploded. Everyone did not expect that there would be such a reversal of things, while Grace was the one who was framed.

Grace looked at Carl in shock, with a full face of disbelief.

The surveillance video of that day was deleted by Daisy dressed as a nurse. How did he find it?

However, he looked down on the reporters lightly and said with a thin lip: "As far as I know, all of you reporters have written reports about Grace. I will give you one day's time. If you framed her, you will wash it back. Otherwise, I will prosecute you for defaming others."

He sat there quietly, his voice was not loud, but his words were clear and chilling.

The reporters were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat that they bowed and apologized to Grace.

The press conference also officially ended under his words.

Reporters quickly evacuated the scene. Grace looked at the evidence Carl had found and the video still being played, and his heart was mixed.

She turned to look at Carl and smiled bitterly, "Carl, why are you helping me?"

"As I said, I am not helping you, I am helping Grace family Group." He pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He slowly vomited out a cigarette ring and said in a hoarse voice, "Besides, in this way, Wolfgang will be in trouble, which is exactly what I like."

"Is it?" She smiled absent and lowered her voice. "Thank you anyway. Without you, I don't know when I will be framed."

"Don't be moved." He snorted coldly.

Looking at his proud appearance, Grace hooked his lips and smiled, and whispered, "Carl, I'm sorry."

He was shocked and looked at her with disbelief.

She said with a wry smile: "I misunderstood you about Alice and Luoluo. I shouldn't have hurt you without asking you. I insisted on divorcing you. You are right. I should try to believe you."

Hearing what she said, he was silent for a long time, gently flicked the ash on his fingertip and narrowed his eyes. "I didn't do it well either. I should have told you about Alice and me earlier. In that case, you wouldn't be paranoid."

"So, you don't blame me?" Grace leaned in front of him and said hastily.

"To be honest, when you had to force me to sign the divorce agreement, I was really angry. I grew up in Carl and had not been forced by anyone." He looked above her and said helplessly, "But seeing you in the mire and being framed like this, I can't ignore you, Grace. What should I do with you?"

"Then forgive me, we will not quarrel." She held out her small white hand and grabbed his skirt. She whispered, "I'm so hungry. I want pizza and egg tarts."

"Didn't Warren Fule give you food?" He glanced at Warren Fule and his handsome face suddenly cooled down.

"Boss Carl, I gave it, but Grace did not eat it himself." Warren Fule explained weakly.

"At that time, I was worried to death. How could I be in the mood to eat?" Grace touched his stomach and said smilingly, "But now he is in a good mood and his appetite has come up."

"Then go to dinner." He shook his head helplessly, led her to stand up, lowered his voice and said, "By the way, tell you the story of Alice and me."