My Devil Husband
Chapter 80 The Protection He Gave

"Boss Carl held a press conference for you in person. As for the specific content, you will know when you go." Warren smiled and said nothing more. Along the way, Grace's mood was very uneasy.

At eight o'clock in the evening, she was sent to the scene of the press conference by Warren.

The press conference was about to begin. Many reporters gathered at the scene. When they saw Grace coming, they all raised their cameras and kept taking pictures of her.

Looking at the countless flashlights and the sharp eyes of reporters, Grace was a little scared and subconsciously stopped.

"Why didn't you keep going?" Behind her came a low and pleasant voice.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Carl standing there in a dark blue suit and meticulously combed hair, smiling.

She grabbed her lower lip and whispered, "Carl, what do you want?"

"You will know in a moment." He came forward to put his arms around her slender waist and quietly pushed her forward. "Grace, you are the target of public criticism now. The only person now you can believe in me." If it had been Carl ten years ago, she would have trusted him one hundred percent. But now she was afraid of him and she dare not believe him.

She sat down beside him with a full face of vigilance and followed him closely.

He sat in the center with his legs crossed, smiled at the reporters, and said lightly, "I know everyone has been very attentive to Grace's family recently. I have invited the client. If you have any questions, please ask." Hearing what he said, the reporters stuffed the microphone into front of Grace and scrambled to say:

"Grace, Grayson is still lying in the hospital and may wake up at any time. Your position in the Grace family Group is still unstable. Are you still planning to murder him for the third time?" "Grace, where have you been hiding these days?"

"Grace, tell me about your psychological journey to kill Grayson. In your eyes, is power and wealth more important than family ties?"

"Grace... Grace..."

Grace covered her head and felt she was going to explode.

"You all said Grace killed Grayson?" Carl suddenly sneered at him and said, "Is there any evidence? If there is no evidence report, it will be framed."

For an instant, the whole stadium was quiet for a few seconds.

Grace was shocked and looked at Carl in disbelief. Was he helping herself?

"Isn't the car accident in Grayson designed by Grace to keep her position as president of Grace family Group? How can you say that we are framed for what we all know?" A female reporter boldly said. "Is it?" Carl sneered and suddenly took out an envelope and said clearly, "What about the evidence in my hand?"

After saying that, he took out all the documents inside and showed them in front of the camera.

It was the bill for Wolfgang to hire a taxi driver to kill Grayson. The name of the account was him, which was not Grace's.

"See clearly, the driver was hired by Wolfgang, the boss of Imperial City, not Grace." Carl smiled and continued, "As for the photos in the hospital, let's look at the surveillance video before talking."

At this point, he winked at Warren. And Warren broadcast the surveillance of that day.

In terms of monitoring, it could be seen that Wolfgang wanted to kill Grayson, while Grace grabbed the syringe to save Grayson.

For an instant, the scene of the press conference exploded. Everyone did not expect that there would be such a reversal of things, while Grace was the one who was framed.

Grace looked at Carl in shock, with a full face of disbelief.

The surveillance video of that day was deleted by Daisy dressed as a nurse. How did he find it?

However, he looked down on the reporters lightly and said with a thin lip: "As far as I know, all of you reporters have written reports about Grace. I will give you one day. If you framed her, you have to make an apology to her. Otherwise, I will prosecute you for defaming others."

He sat there quietly. His voice was not loud, but his words were clear and chilling.

The reporters were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat that they bowed and apologized to Grace.

The press conference also officially ended under his words.

Reporters quickly evacuated the scene. Grace looked at the evidence Carl had found and the video still being played, and she was confused.

She turned to look at Carl and smiled bitterly, "Carl, why are you helping me?"

"As I said, I am not helping you, I am helping Grace family Group." He pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He slowly vomited out a cigarette ring and said in a hoarse voice, "Besides, in this way, Wolfgang will be in trouble, which is exactly what I want."

"Is it?" She smiled absent and lowered her voice. "Thank you anyway. Without you, I don't know how to deal with it."

"Don't be moved." He snorted coldly.

Looking at his proud appearance, Grace hooked her lips and smiled, and whispered, "Carl, I'm sorry."

He was shocked and looked at her with disbelief.

She said with a wry smile: "I misunderstood you about Alice and Luna. I shouldn't have hurt you without asking you. I insisted on divorcing you. You are right. I should try to believe you."

Hearing what she said, he was silent for a long time. Then he gently flicked the ash on his fingertip and narrowed his eyes. "I didn't do it well either. I should have told you about Alice earlier. In that case, you wouldn't be paranoid." "So, you don't blame me?" Grace leaned in front of him and said hastily.

'to be honest, when you had to force me to sign the divorce agreement, I was really angry. I had not been refused by anyone." He looked above her and said helplessly, "But seeing you in the mire and being framed like this, I can't ignore you, Grace. What should I do with you?"

"Then just forgive me, we just quarreling." She held out her small white hand and grabbed his shirt. She whispered, "I'm so hungry. I want pizza and egg tarts."

"Didn't Warren take you for dinner?" He glanced at Warren and his handsome face suddenly cooled down.

"Boss Carl, I tried. But Grace refuses it." Warren explained weakly.

"At that time, I was worried to death. How could I be in the mood to eat?" Grace touched her stomach and said smilingly, "But now I am in a good mood and I'm hungry."

"Then go to dinner." He shook his head helplessly. He lowered his voice and said, "By the way, tell you the story of Alice and me."