Chapter 1267: Chapter 1270: Continue the Act (Add more 2) Chapter 1267: Chapter 1270: Continue the Act (Add more 2) “But…” Lily was still worried.

“Don’t trust me, huh?” The man pinched her little chin and shook it.

Lily could only whimper in surrender.

After being kissed a few times on the back of her head by Aidan Lucas, Lily finally gave up resisting.

“Alright, I trust you… But don’t you find it strange about that line in the video, ‘Even if I toyed with your granddaughter, what can you do to me?’ Shouldn’t we prepare for something?”

The woman looked up at him with worry etched all over her face, a sight that made one want to shower her with affection.

“No rush, let’s see what other moves they have up their sleeves,” he said.

His lips curled into a smirk, about to kiss her glistening lips.

The light in his eyes dimmed, suddenly paused.

“Hmm… Thought of something?” Lily noticed his hesitation, thinking he had suddenly thought of a doubt.

“No, it’s nothing,” Aidan Lucas shook his head, his dark and indifferent eyelids lowered.

He just suddenly thought that the person who had reunited and fallen in love with Lily all over again was a different him.

Seeing the little woman’s anxious and worried face.

He suddenly really wanted to ask if she knew that the person she was worrying about, even falling in love with, was a different him.

But in the end, Aidan Lucas still did not ask.

His personality would not allow him to do such things that were uncertain and could lead to unpredictable consequences.

Four years ago, he had already lost Lily once.

Four years later, he would calculate everything… no matter what, he was unwilling to lose her again.

Thinking of this, Aidan Lucas held her face and covered it with his lips, gentle beyond measure.

He loved her.

To love her, he would arrange everything.

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Elsewhere, the video was finally over.

Wendy Jenkins secretly reveled in the reaction of the audience below.

Seeing several female reporters showing signs of indignation, she could hardly resist the urge to curl her lips into a smile.

But she knew that now was not the time to smile; the real climax was just about to start.

Wendy Jenkins suppressed the smile and made herself look both pained and agitated.

She spoke loudly, “You have all seen it, haven’t you? This is the atrocity committed by the honorable Speaker of the House! My husband, an elder in his sixties, was just defending his granddaughter and was kicked flying out, struck down with a chair, and stepped on by this very Speaker!”

“Law and morality mean nothing in his eyes, such a person, I believe, has no right to hold the position of Speaker in our country of Eastonia. Not only that, the Royal Palace Finance Group that he leads should also be boycotted. Please support me, join me in petitioning the parliament to strip him of his office, and let’s all boycott the Royal Palace Finance Group until they come up with a reasonable solution!”

Frank Chamberlain and Nolan Lucas were the driving forces behind this incident.

They directed Hannah Ford to tell Wendy Jenkins exactly how to spin the story.

Calling the police and filing lawsuits were just for show; they had two actual targets.

The Speaker’s position and the cornerstone of the Lucas family, the Royal Court CEO.

If Ethan Wilson lost the position of Speaker, it would be a minor loss.

But if the Royal Palace faced a collective consumer boycott, the board of directors would have no choice but to oust Ethan Wilson in order to satisfy the public.

Even if he still held shares in the Royal Palace, as long as they removed him from the decision-maker’s position, Theodore Lucas would be able to appear and take charge as planned.

At that point, the assets of the Lucas family would be back in Theodore Lucas’s hands.

They had a meticulous plan, and each step followed the next.

The audience who had watched the press conference were by now stirred up by Wendy Jenkins, and some had already started leaving messages on the webpage of the parliament and Royal Palace Finance Group, expressing their boycott.

Seeing the momentum was right, Wendy Jenkins immediately took out the medical records she had prepared beforehand.

“My friends from the press, my husband is now lying in the ICU room of the First City Hospital, still unconscious. At his age, having suffered such a blow, I really don’t know…”

[Author’s Note] Two more updates to follow, stay tuned~