Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 830: Chapter 830 President’s Crisis_1

The president does not mean he can cover the sky with one hand.

In fact, the president is shackled by multiple forces – national news media are always on the lookout to dig up political scandals, the various major parties represented by the giant tycoons are never at peace, and there’s the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office, closely followed by the general public—

Inside the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office, there exists the Central Supervision Department, which specializes in investigating politicians and high-level officials, with the function of preventing corruption and abuse of private power.

No wonder the prosecutor took notice when Christopher Simonson got involved with the murder case.

Using Christopher Simonson’s critical illness as an excuse, the Presidential Palace refused the prosecutor team’s request for investigation.

On that very night, an emergency meeting was held at the Presidential Palace, and as the First Lady and a person related to the case, Caitlin Carter naturally attended.

She hurried to the meeting room with a pale face, only to encounter the old lady with a cup of tea. Seeing her, the old lady threw the teacup fiercely onto her face!

Caitlin Carter, already in a daze, forgot to dodge and immediately had a bruised swelling on her forehead, her head and face soaked with the tea stains, looking extremely embarrassed!

“You poisonous woman!” Old Master Simonson’s face turned livid, and she furiously cursed, teeth clenched, “How could I have chosen you in the first place?! Your younger brother committed murder and you even dare to hide the corpse in my son’s villa! Your heart is a hundred times, a thousand times more venomous than a poisonous snake!”

“It’s not like that!” Caitlin Carter desperately defended herself, “I didn’t do that! My younger brother didn’t commit any murder!”

“Then why did his wife’s head appear in my son’s villa? Tell me! Tell me! Why?!” Old Master Simonson roared in anger. She saw red every time she thought about how her son’s political career could be ruined by this.

The assistant following Caitlyn Carter tried to calm the old lady down, “Old Master Simonson, beating and scolding won’t help now. The priority is to settle this matter. Old Master Simonson is waiting for us in the meeting room…”

Only then did Old Master Simonson decide to spare Caitlin Carter.

The meeting room was full of people.

Everyone from the Presidential Office was present. It was the first major crisis the Presidential Palace had to face directly, and everyone’s expression was tense.

The conference table before them was filled with documents, all of which were news related to the incident currently gathered. Initially, there were only two or three articles, but in an era of incredibly fast transmission, various news media competed to reprint and report, even exaggerating the facts! There were all sorts of versions!

“It’s a conspiracy!” someone declared.

A conspiracy against Christopher Simonson.

Otherwise, why would such a scandal happen just as Christopher Simonson was about to recover and return to the Presidential Palace?

Helping the brother-in-law to hide a corpse, or even assisting in murder?

The public’s imagination could cost Christopher Simonson his life!

“Who could have arranged this?” another person asked.

There were too many answers to guess from; it was unimaginable, how did the adversary get hold of a head from two years ago? Was it deliberately kept for two years to trap Christopher Simonson?

A conspiracy planned two years in advance? That was too hard to believe!

Caitlin Carter explained, “Although that villa is under our names, in fact, Christopher hardly ever stayed there. I had the servant clean it once a week. There’s a lake there and my younger brother likes to fish, so sometimes he would take friends there to stay for a few days.”

Old Master Simonson looked at her sternly: “Tomorrow, we will organize a press conference. When the time comes, can you repeat these words in front of the journalists, exactly as you said them?”

Caitlin Carter opened her mouth, looking blankly at her father-in-law.

Although these are the facts…

But if she really said that, wouldn’t it be tantamount to telling everyone that her younger brother murdered and framed her brother-in-law?

People wouldn’t blame the president; they’d only sympathize with him, for he had a foolish wife and a troublesome brother-in-law.

Tears silently streamed down, and Caitlin Carter knew she couldn’t refuse.

Between her husband and brother, she had to save one.