She Outshines Them All

She Outshines 59

Chapter 59 While Dark Matter was creating the virus, Ryan was on the phone with Arthur.. “I saw you on the livestream. Are you in trouble? If you need help, just let me know. Don’t try to earnestly. handle it alone,” Ryan said Arthur was both surprised and relieved to hear Ryan’s voice-the lawyer who had once saved him. “My family is facing some trouble right now, but I don’t want to trouble you- Ryan interrupted impatiently, “Do you need my help? Yes or Arthur hesitated for a moment and replied truthfully, “I do need help. If you’re willing to assist, we’ll definitely pay you…” “Forget about the money. I’m on my way now,” Ryan hung up and stepped on the accelerator. The streets were no longer congested at this hour. Ryan arrived at Food Court shortly, parking his car by the roadside. He then blended into the crowd surrounding the Donovan family’s restaurant, discreetly recording the most animated reporters and influencers with his phone. Meanwhile his men, who arrived ahead of him, were already gathering the evidence. The Donovan family was still arguing with the reporters and influencers, displaying their ingredients one by one, and showing everyone how fresh and clean they The reporters and influencers, however, tried every possible way to find faults, even bringing in a few diners to recount their unpleasant experiences of getting sick after dining at Local Fried Chicken. Ryan observed for a few minutes, ensuring his team had completed their tasks before pushing through the crowd and presenting his lawyer’s credentials. “I’m Mr. Donovan’s lawyer. I’ve already requested the surveillance footage and we’ll definitely find out how the bugs got into the food. I’ve also contacted some regular patrons of Local Fried Chicken. They’ve assured me that the ingredients and grilling skills of the restaurant are excellent, with no past quality issues.” He cast a sharp glance at the reporters and influencers, saying firmly. “Here’s your choice-either you publicly apologize to Local Fried Chicken on social media platforms, or we meet in court.”

Unimpressed by Ryan’s scruffy appearance, the influencers scoffed. One of them said dismissively, “Who do you think you are? Don’t try to scare us. We’re only reporting the situation of the restaurant as it is. We’re not distorting any facts here. Being a lawyer doesn’t give you a free pass to slander us.” “Everyone saw the bugs, and the diners reported the quality issues. It’s got nothing to do with us,” said another influencer, rolling her eyes. At that moment, a reporter suddenly exclaimed, “Ryan Marshall The top lawyer of Kitmore City?” “I see you recognize me. That’s good,” Ryan said coldly. He pointed to a large tree beside him. “See that? There’s a camera installed on that tree, and it can clearly capture the restaurant. If anyone planted bugs, it will be caught on tape.” “I’ve recorded your appearances and took note of the platforms you’re on. I can verify your identity and take you to court. You’re not getting away with this,” Ryan warned, his tone unyielding The faces of the two female influencers turned ashen. If it was discovered that they had secretly placed bugs in the restaurant, their careers would be over. The best course of action was to escape. They shifted their phones, pretending to fdm others, and quietly slipped away from the crowd. 7 Ryan noticed their actions and suspected they were likely the culprits but kept silent. He waited until the two women disappeared before looking at the remaining crowd with a menaging glare. “So, the person who placed the bugs won’t come 1/2 「日¥95% Chapter 59 forward to apologize? Fine. Ull play the surveillance footage now to see who’s responsible. I’ll file a lawsuit first thing tomorrow,” he announced in a harsh tone. He pretended to pull up a video for public viewing. At that moment, a masked man stepped out of the crowd, stammering. “I-I took money from someone to put bugs in the restaurant. He turned to Wesley and Arthur, apologizing. “I’m sorry, I was wrong. I’ll make amends. Please forgive me.”

Ryan approached the masked man and demanded, “Who paid you to frame Local Fried Chicken?” “I… I don’t know,” the masked man replied frantically, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “In the evening. I was taking a stro