The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 597: Slapped in the Face

The young master obviously heard it.

Not only him, but everyone present and watching the live stream heard it loud and clear, even though the young man wasn’t using a microphone.

The venue fell into silence, everyone was submerged in silence.

Those who were in the same camp as "The Young Master Has a Bombshell" lowered their heads even more, wishing they could find a hole to hide in.

Heavens knew, they didn’t expect the truth to be like this. They thought they were on the correct, righteous side, but to their surprise, they were actually throwing mud at the Midnight Coffee House.

As media personnel, reporting incorrect events isn’t unheard of, but this time their counterpart is the Midnight Coffee House, a coffee chain under the Knight Group!

To blatantly slander and smear the Knight Group, will there be any good outcome?!

The "Young Master" had a pale, ashen face, his whole body trembling.

He, who was always focused on his follower count, now didn’t dare to look at his phone.

After the young man revealed such a truth, he knew that all his previous doubts, every word he said, were all slapping his own face.

Online, people were surely mocking and ridiculing him now.

And indeed, things were just as the young master expected.

The live stream comments were blank for a few seconds, and then immediately burst with more comments.

[Oh my god! What a major reversal of the century! I’m kowtowing to apologize to the Midnight Coffee House. Just saying, the coffee at Midnight Coffee House is really rich and mellow, unlike others that taste like plain water; I actually really enjoy drinking it.]

[5555, count me in for kowtowing, I’m willing to offer my skull to apologize to the Midnight Coffee House. I’ve already deleted my previous comments, and I’ll buy ten cups in one go to show my apology.]

[Didn’t anyone notice that guy called ’The Young Master Has a Bombshell’? Under the guise of seeking justice for us, he first reported his own ID when speaking, clearly promoting his account.]

[Holy moly! I just realized it now. Everyone, hurry and unfollow him; people like him aren’t for our benefit, it’s for himself, trash! Get off the internet!]

[Let’s boycott ’The Young Master Has a Bombshell’, let’s all report him together; there’s strength in numbers. Get his account banned!]

The netizens’ actions were swift, and before long, "The Young Master Has a Bombshell"’s account was banned by the platform, disappeared without a trace.

It’s worth mentioning that this time, the ban wasn’t just on the account, but also on the ID card bound to it.

It’s safe to say that "The Young Master Has a Bombshell" can no longer make money through traffic again.

On site.

The young master didn’t know his account had already been banned, he only felt an invisible pressure, like a large hand covering him.

He subconsciously looked up to see Damian Knight’s gaze coldly sweeping over the entire conference hall.

Where his eyes landed, the temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.

His cold voice rang out: "Do you remember the question I asked earlier?"

The young master was stunned for a moment, momentarily unable to react.

Damian Knight seemed to sense this and kindly reminded: "I asked everyone here, how many years is the sentence for defamation."

The young master’s face instantly turned dark, as if his heart had stopped beating. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The word defamation, he had taken it as a joke back then, but now he felt like he was the joke himself.

The likes of him, spreading rumors of someone’s death and slandering a chain coffee shop’s food as poisonous, especially in such a misleading public occasion... the penalty is heavier than normal defamation charges.

Moreover, everyone knows, the legal team of the Knight Group is among the top across all of Cathaysia.