Amid the press conference, close to a hundred media professionals had their eyes wide open. They pointed their recording devices of various lengths at Elena Steves on stage, wanting to record everything she said.

In fact, some media platforms even began broadcasting it live.

These people were like hungry sharks that had detected blood, impatiently waiting their turn to taste the gory flesh.

Daya Stoermer was far too famous. Now that her reputation was falling apart, this was an excellent opportunity for the media to fight for their own market share. Who cared if Daya would die or not, or how she would die. It had nothing to do with them anyway. All they cared about was that they could write up their stories…

If Daya really died, news about her would gain even more popularity. These people might even be more excited then.

When Elene opened her mouth, everybody knew that some major news was about to drop!

Soon, the internet would go crazy over it.

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