Shackle Desire Aunt Beautiful
Chapter 67: PRESS CONFERENCE II

The reporter pointed his finger at Aurel. "He just kept quiet. Why should I keep quiet? We're here to find out how two illegitimate children could be heirs....,"

"STOP!" Aurel stood up, then walked around the table.

Everyone followed Aurel's footsteps with curious gazes, and the heart was beating fast. Until the woman in the blue dress stopped in front of the journalist who was very presumptuous to speak without feeling.

"Do you think Lea is right and the others are wrong?" aurel asked as he crossed his hands in front of his chest.

The reporter was still staring at Aurel with a bright look. "Yes. Ask everyone in this room! Everyone has to give an answer to YES."

"Well, let's see who's wrong and who's right." Aurel raised his hand, making everyone think the woman would definitely slap the journalist.

Unfortunately that's not what happened. Aurel only flicked his finger three times until the press conference room light went out. Then, a white screen behind the seat in front of it showed a movie.

Aurel was still standing looking at the reporter, circulating his eyes for a while to see the reaction of the media. Like a bee in honey. The media crew was stunned, but kept up their task by focusing the camera on a video showing an incident of the Abizar family's past.

CCTV footage from inside the Abizar family mansion. Exactly in the room of the twins who slept late at night. The white door slowly opened as the shadow of someone entering the room silently. The shadow carries something that is then splashed at several points such as window curtains, behind the sofa and other points that are easily affordable.

The darkness inside the room, made a black shadow invisible from the CCTV. Until the action is over, then out of the room the twins. The departure of the shadow began to look its original form when CCTV hidden outside the room the twins caught his face.

The media crew was still busy looking at the film without creating the slightest commotion. The tense face emanated clearly, making Aurel smile thinly.

Humans just like to judge without wanting to find out the truth. Are their hearts dead? Just look at how busy the people around me are. ~batin Aurel.

The film continues where the twins are playing with one of their caretakers. It wasn't the lights that lit up the K duo's room, but some lit candles. The habits of the two children were playing at midnight. How suddenly one candle shifted, then fell down with the fire extinguished by impact, and became a flash of fire.

"Good fire!" one of the reporters was spontaneous.

Different reactions from the media when watching how the fire tragedy began to make the twins with their caretakers trapped in the fire.

"Who's behind that window?" ask one of the reporters who turned out to be watching the fire tragedy carefully and carefully while pointing at the screen.

Prooque!

Prooque!

Prooque!

Tiing!

The lights came back on after the three applause Aurel had done.

The film stopped and then repeated in a few seconds right where from behind a slightly open window saw someone standing from the outside. From the monitor room, an operator zooms in on the screenshot. The face of a woman who is not foreign to look faint began to be clearly visible after being given the filter effect to clarify the image.

"Mrs Lea Dion Al Abizar." Aurel mentioned the full name of the troublemaker woman without the slightest expression. "Did you see what's on that woman's left hand? A wooden match. Why does Lea have a lighter? Why would a falling candle, and a direct extinguishing, create a fire?"

Aurel's back-to-back questions silenced the reporters in front of him. The man began to shrink his guts. It was clearly visible from the dimming eyes not as bright as before, making Aurel let out a smirk.

"The truth news presented by a LEA is true." Aurel turned around, then stared at the screen in front of him, raising his hand, and flicked his finger once, making the film resume. "Look at the truth! She whom you consider a helpless mother, she is the reason the twins have to suffer in the flames. Is she worthy of being called a mother?! If yes. Congratulations to all of you for being blind in the tears of the fox woman's crocodile."

"Your questions, I'll answer them with evidence." Aurel walked away from the media crew, his step back to where he was supposed to be sitting in the front seat.

Moments later, Aurel took a deep breath before continuing the press conference. The members of the media seemed to be sedated by the truth that was beyond their expectations. Just this morning everyone was in an uproar over Lea's confession saying the twins were not descendants of the Abizar family. Not only that, but thanks to the heating fire that Lea designed. All assume that Tanca is in the middle of the field as a child snatch people, and the reason the duo K hate the real mother.

"Everyone's question is the same for me, but you." Aurel pointed to the reporter who presumptuously interrupted his remarks from the start. "Listen me! The twins are not descendants of Abizar's family, but the son of Lea with his former lover. That's not the main point of the press conference at the moment. Everyone thinks of Tanca as the mastermind of two children's hatred for their mother, right?"

"There is no truth in your accusations. IN REALITY the woman was the reason Duo K had stayed alive until this time due to the incident twelve years ago, making the two children get a mother's embrace for the first time." Aurel held back the turbulent emotions in her heart as the memories that slipped in plagued her conscience. "See with your eyes! How Tanca got into the fire to save the twins. The burn on the woman's back still leaves a mark, but you're willing to lick your tongue without knowing the truth."

The film behind Aurel kept rolling until everything became clear. Like blind eyes getting enlightenment. The truth that initially sided with Lea began to change course. Aurel did not even bear to show the truth clearly. Through a series of CCTV recordings created a forty-minute film that became a duct tape for the media crew. Especially the old blue-tinted reporter.

While elsewhere. A round object clasped in one's hand was grasped tightly. Until the person's hand muscles stand out. Then one move, making the round object fly and towards the flat screen attached to the wall.

Pyaaar!

"Aarrrgggh. S!AL!"

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*it feels emotionally draining when writing stories about truth and gimmicks. What we see and think is not the truth. Especially in the part this time, why do I get goosebumps myself when writing and get into my story. 😰😭

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