The Specialized Forces took Howard away. Given the crimes committed, Howard would at least be in
his eighties before he regained his freedom.
Still, he was dragged away mercilessly.
Jack, the guy with the glasses, and their team of troublemakers were trembling in fear as they prayed
that Vinson had forgotten all about them.
Unfortunately, the police came by as soon as the Specialized Forces left.
The police went straight to the point and informed, “Mr. Nightshire, we have apprehended all the
troublemakers who accepted the bribes and went after Soir Coffee. We will now cuff the reporters and
influencers who took the bribes to defame you and Soir Coffee.”
Fear instantly flashed out of Jack and the others after those words were said.
“No!” blurted one of the more cowardly criminals. He went down on his knees and begged, “Mr.
Nightshire, please show mercy and let me go. I didn’t know the truth either, and I never spoke up the
entire time. Please have mercy.”
Those words started a trend, and the others started “begging as well.
“I’ve learned my lesson, Mr. Ni ghtshire. I have a family to feed, so please don’t do this.”
“I know you’re a kind leader, so please let me go just this once.”
Jack was going to hold himself together. He wanted to remain dignified, even as he was taken away,
but seeing the crowd begging like that broke him. In the end, he
caved and went down on his knees.
“Mr. Nightshire, sir, please forgive me. I will never do anything like this again.”
The other reporters on-site scoffed, “Oh, now you’re begging for mercy? Where are your righteousness
and kindness when others needed it?
“Hah, pretending to be a soldier for justice despite not knowing sh*t. You’re a freaking joke! Is this the
world we live in now? Any idiot just can call themselves a reporter. Is that it? A reporter is supposed to
be unbiased and investigate thoroughly before sharing the truth with the entire world. Our mission isn’t
to point and gossip before we get to the bottom of it all!”
“Stop f*cking with me. What kind of a report is this piece of trash? He is nothing but a blogger who
profits off of gossips. This man isn’t even worth being a D-list internet celebrity.”
Many people were watching the live show online and saw how Jack from Jack’s Quest for Truth had
gone on his knees. That prompted them to bombard him with insults.
“The brain is a wonderful organ… It’s too bad he doesn’t have one.”
“Thank the heavens that I apologized in a timely manner. Mr. Nightshire, please don’t come after me. I
just bought ten cups of coffee from Soir Coffee as an apology.”
“Huh… In a way, this guy kind of kept his word and sort of committed suicide.”
In addition to the disses and apologies, one netizen also commented, ”Am I the only one who noticed
how Howard claimed that Kelsea was sent to jail? If I remember correctly, she is a genius in chess,
right? When was she imprisoned?”
Unfortunately, that one comment was lost in the sea of insults that filled everybody’s screen. 0
Back on—site.
Vinson had never regarded himself as a merciful man. He requested cruelly, “Please take the criminals
away. They should’ve considered the consequences of their own actions before they commit any sins.
We’re all adults and should know that we are responsible for our own actions.”
“Understood, Mr. Nightshire,” replied a police officer before waving and instructing, “Take them away.”
One order was all it took to send dozens of police officers in. They coordinated with Rayson and
apprehended everyone. and the mini with the glasses were worst off. They were the leaders. so their
punisliment would be twice as severe.
One police officer walked to the guy in the wheelchair and told Vinson. “Mr. Niglitshire, his actions
broke the la J as well. Please let us take him away.”
The glow in the guy’s eyes turned grim. He knew that he would be punished. and he felt terrible about
it.
Howevei‘, he was willing to accept it.
That being said…
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