After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 998 Despicable

Chapter 998 Despicable

"Has the press conference started?" Oscar asked.

"The Twitter trending topics are out and it's being live-streamed online," Theodore replied.

"Give me the location of the press conference."

"You're not thinking of going, are you? You're Commander, it might not be a good idea to show your face like this. Think twice about it!" Theodore exclaimed in surprise.

"You're too stupid for words." Oscar retorted before hanging up on him.

Theodore was speechless. He didn't do anything wrong and yet he was treated like this. He quickly sent the address to Oscar as requested.

Oscar called Manuel again. "Don't bother looking for Phantom anymore, you're too late."

"I just saw the news that Phantom is suing Besse," Manuel said.

"Yes, bring your evidence to the Capital and meet me at the press conference," Oscar instructed him.

"Are you planning on..." Manuel trailed off, knowing exactly what Oscar had in mind.

"Yes," Oscar answered directly without hesitation. He knew what Manuel wanted to say.

Manuel didn't say much either and simply agreed with him. "Okay."

"Bring Susan along with you, she'll be more convenient for us to work together."

"Alright."

After hanging up his phone, Oscar hesitated for a few seconds before calling Besse.

Besse was sitting in her car when she received Doyle's call informing her that Phantom was going to sue her. She never expected things would escalate so quickly. She thought they could resolve everything privately between them.

As she watched some news on her phone regarding this matter, she received another call from none other than Oscar.

"Mr Commander?" She hesitated but ultimately answered his call anyway.

"Just wait there, I'll come pick you up soon."

"What is it about?"

"Phantom is preparing to sue you."

"I know already." Besse sounded indifferent as if trying hard not to show how much pressure she felt right now. "I'll deal with it myself."

"But I don't think you can handle this situation well by yourself." He added confidently, which made Besse feel even more frustrated by his arrogance.

"You've admitted you plagiarized, how could you deal with it?"

"At least I'll face up to my responsibility," Besse said with anger.

"It's not your fault."

"I don't need your help!"

"I'll be right there soon."

With that said, Oscar hung up the phone.

Besse seethed with anger towards Oscar, who acted so high-handedly just because of his status as Commander of Northfield.

Her eyes flickered slightly when seeing that their driver had parked their car by the roadside upon receiving orders from someone.

She gritted her teeth tightly and then opened the door, only to replace that it was locked from the inside.

"I need to get off now." Said she.

"Miss Besse, Commander will come to see you later."

"I need to get off!" Bessie's voice was louder.

"I'm sorry, Miss Besse, but please don't embarrass me." The driver was very respectful and cautious towards her.

She couldn't resist like she suddenly went crazy; besides, it had nothing to do with the driver. Nobody dared to resist Oscar's order here. After about ten minutes, a black sedan appeared behind them.

A man in a black suit stepped out of the car and walked over. He opened Besse's car door and said, "Miss Besse, please

Besse suppressed her anger and walked towards the sedan behind her and sat in.

Oscar was also inside.

Besse was about to get angry when Oscar said, "I'll take you to the press conference."

She was stunned.

"Speak clearly in person." Added he.

"So you're planning to embarrass me in front of the people of your country, right?!" Besse questioned him.

She thought Oscar wanted her to apologize to Phantom in front of the media.

"I said, it's not your fault." Said Oscar.

"I dislike your personality."

"I know."

He was well aware that she hated him. And he never knew since when he started to hate himself too.

The car fell into silence. Neither of them spoke. It was tense inside the car.

Soon, the car arrived at the press conference, which was in a luxurious hotel lobby. Upon arriving at the destination, Besse was about to open the car door and get off. Oscar clasped her hand.

Besse frowned.

"It's not the right time yet. We'll go in later." Said Oscar.

"Why should I listen to you?" Besse questioned him.

"Because... you can't resist." Oscar looked at her.

Besse sneered. She said, "Oscar, you are really beyond my imagination."

She was too angry to politely call him 'Mr Commander'.

"Did you pretend to be gentle to me before?" Bessie asked him.

Oscar did not answer.

"What exactly is your purpose?" Bessie asked bluntly.

Oscar looked at her without answering.

If he said he didn't want to see her wronged, and he just wanted to make her life better, would she believe it? Perhaps, she would just feel like he was lying to her. "Do you like me?" Surprisingly, Besse got to the point.

He thought he was hiding well.

"So now I'm wondering if what Susan said that day was true. She said you exposed the plagiarism incident and left me with no choice but to stay in Northfield." Oscar looked surprised.

He didn't explain what Susan had said that day because he thought she wouldn't believe him anyway.

"Now I plan to leave, so you can have Phantom sue me and force me to stay in Northfield until the case is over." Besse continued coldly. "What excuse will you use next time when the case is over?!" "Do you think of me as such a despicable person?" Oscar spoke up.

His voice was low, and angry, and seemed a bit distressful.

"Oscar, we're not close, so I don't know what kind of person you are. All I know is that I have a boyfriend and yet you keep making advances towards me despite this fact. Can someone with such twisted morals be trusted?!" Besse questioned him. "It's hard for me to trust you."

After speaking, Besse shook his hand off. She used quite a bit of force when doing so. At that moment she also wiped her hand with her clothes as if it was dirty.

She went to open the car door but it was locked from inside already.

Besse angrily kept pulling on the door handle.

"Open it." Oscar's voice was low. It sounded like he too suppressed his anger. The driver quickly pressed down on the unlock button. The car door suddenly opened as Besse pulled on it forcefully. Then she got out of the car without looking back once before walking away. Oscar just watched her back disappear into the distance while feeling heartache from being rejected by her.

"Follow her," Oscar commanded coldly.

"Yes sir,"

"Don't let her replace out."

"Yes sir."

From now on, even watching from afar might not be possible anymore.