Christopher Moore slowly walked over from the doorway, ignoring everyone, and sat down next to Ruby Mercer with a powerful presence.
"It's me!" Christopher coldly said to the camera.
The journalists in front of him were dumbfounded, thinking about the credibility of this news. Would it be possible that by the next day, the hard-earned footage would be gone again?
Speaking of which, it's truly bizarre that not just one person's footage is missing, but everyone's.
Even the photos they uploaded online have disappeared.
A reporter asked: Mr. Moore, do you mind the live broadcast? Last time, the photos and videos we managed to capture were all gone.
The implication being, you Moore Group are immensely powerful and can play tricks behind the scenes, and ordinary folks like us are powerless.
Christopher lightly curled his lips, which was exactly what he wanted. After all, he didn't want Ruby Mercer to pull any behind-the-scenes tricks on him.
