My Domineering CEO Husband

Regardless of Andrew’s thoughts, it was soon time for the next day’s launch event.

The venue was the Lethargy Hotel, near Director Swan’s personal film city, but not within its boundaries.

Despite the late notice and the lack of pomp and circumstance, none of the media were absent from the event.

The open-air terrace on the top floor of the hotel was surrounded by countless cameras and lenses.

The long table in the middle of the row was now filled with people.

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and Ralph in his mask and hat.

The shutter sound never stopped.

Sharp and Yuki couple, relatively less in the country appearances, but does not mean that they are not well-known.

Because of the previous exposure of Lottie’s life, as Lottie’s parents are inevitably brought out and discussed, so at the first sight of them, many media recognized their identity.

They were immediately going after them for an interview, but were finally stopped by the bodyguards.

And Aiden, as the chairman of Barton Group, is not lacking in popularity either.

These three heavyweights were present, and even if Lottie and Ralph didn’t have much to say, the reporters had a good time.

The scene was noisy and lively.

Lottie and Ralph looked at each other, and the latter nodded to the former.

Lottie then got up, walked to the very middle and picked up the microphone.

“Hello, everyone, today’s launch is being broadcast live, so the netizens can see our side of the story simultaneously.”

“We have set aside enough time today and will explain everything. We hope that everyone will observe the order of the scene and not disturb the process of our launch.”

“If there are uncooperative people, don’t blame us for not warning beforehand.”

As Lottie’s words fell, a group of sturdy male bodyguards appeared, dividing the media and Lottie from them.

On one side was the media question area, and on the other side was Lottie’s answer area.

Under the bouncer’s thunderbolt, the order of the scene was maintained exceptionally well, no one dared to be the one to take the lead.

Lottie was satisfied that the scene had quieted down before Lottie dropped the first thunderbolt.

“First of all, I want to explain the first thing.”

As Lottie’s words fell, the big screen behind her lit up.

On the screen were screenshots of comments from Twitter.

The first one was a screenshot asking about Ralph’s life and death.

Lottie read it and, without pretense, took the microphone and said, “He’s not dead, he’s just injured. Next.”

The screen changed and soon it was the second screenshot.

Ask Ralph why he didn’t die.

Lottie got the microphone and immediately laughed, then the microphone handed to a person.

Under the burning eyes of the crowd, Ralph let out a light laugh.

Took off his hat, as well as the mask on his face.

When an enlarged version of Ralph’s face appeared on the big screen, the scene immediately resounded with a huffing sound.

“It’s really Ralph, he’s not dead!”

“This is too big a life, it’s not even dead.”

“Say, is this guy really Ralph? Don’t be Ralph’s twin brother, Ian, right?”

“Upstairs is not blind, Mr. Chapman right eye corner has a tear mole, Ian did not.”

“Where is there a tear mark, you can’t see it at all!”

“Yes, there is, do not believe you screenshot comparison!”

“Say, is this really not a drawing?”

The scene appeared to question, Lottie also half panic.

She looked directly at Aiden.

“Dad, you are Ralph and … their father, you should know if the one in front of you is Ralph.”

Aiden understood why Lottie had to swallow that name, her heart had not yet forgiven each other, and naturally she would not call that person’s name as intimately as usual.

He swallowed his heart back and said solemnly in front of all the cameras, “He is indeed Ralph, Ian for his personal misbehavior, I have sent someone to bring him back to Odense and make sure to correct those inappropriate behaviors of his before.”

“Also, as everyone has mentioned, Ralph does have more class tear moles than Ian, they are not too noticeable, but you can notice them if you look closely.”

Lottie nodded toward Aiden and turned her head to look at the camera.

“Many things in this world can be disguised, only genes and fingerprints can’t.”

Lottie took out a report and stated, “This is a comparison of portrait data that has been jointly certified by the police, as well as the fingerprint investigation report, which is authoritative, and you are welcome to monitor and check it.”

He released the report, which showed that the person in front of him was Ralph without a doubt.

After the report was released, everyone was shocked.

“So Mr. Chapman is really not dead!”

Lottie handed the microphone to Ralph, signaling that he was next on the main stage.

Ralph smiled at Lottie, took her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

A roar went up from the floor.

Ralph hooked his lips, didn’t look at Lottie whose face was burning up, and gave a gentle and polite smile to the camera and across the room.

“Let everyone worry, I have a big life, to go to the king of hell in a walk, surprisingly nothing happened.”

There is no ripple in the tone of these words, flat, for a time, the scene in addition to applause, is booing.

A bold female reporter, suddenly stood up and asked Ralph: “Mr. Chapman, although it is not polite to say so, but I am really curious, how did you suddenly come to life? And how many twists and turns are there in this story?”

What she asked was what the others present wanted to know.

So Ralph didn’t stop her and waited for her to finish her question before he smiled faintly.

The reporter covered her heart, only to feel that the other party laughed so hard that her heart could not stand it a little.

“How did I come back from the dead? It’s simple, because I have the best, most loving lover in the world.”

“Welp …”

The scene was booing, but everyone was happy for Ralph.

Ralph also did not hide, the things he had experienced during this time, picked to say some, and focused on the fact that he was seriously injured, once no way to speak, all because of Lottie’s tireless efforts to find, so that he had a chance of life.

His tone was flat and simple, and it was because of this that the crowd was brainstorming more.

None were praising their divine love.

Halfway through his explanation, Ralph suddenly said to everyone in front of the camera, “I was killed this time, in addition to Rich Greg, the culprit, there are many people behind the scenes.”

“And one of the biggest opponents is Mr. Andrew of F. Y. Entertainment. he helped Rose to get a facelift and instigated her to enter the crew to bury the nail, making many people around us suffer.”

“During this time, about Lottie and SFLE Media, I believe you all have a lot of doubts. Then I am here today to tell you uniformly that those are all shenanigans Andrew made to deal with us.”

“We can afford our artists and even more so their fans!”

“Andrew, if you’re a man, don’t keep cowering behind others and playing tricks that are not on the stage.”

“If you want to deal with me openly, you’re welcome, anytime.”