Chapter 109
NIKOLAJ'S POV.
As my eyes threatened to go dark, I felt a hand press my shoulder lightly. It was Tray, and he handed me a bottle of water, which I drank.
It made me feel better. The faces in the room came back into focus, and I could see the desperation for answers on everyone's face.
"Only when you're done speaking will you hear from me," I said, and they began to quiet each other down.
The few who had stood up went back to their seats, and it was only when they stopped talking that I addressed them.
"As you all know, I am Nikolaj Dashton, and I am here today regarding my nephew, Michael, who has been a victim of rumors and fake pictures."
"Fake pictures?" a woman asked.
"Yes, those pictures are not real. They are photoshopped," I replied, but none of them seemed satisfied.
"We already heard you'd try to say this. Is this really the only explanation you can offer?" a man questioned.
