Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 803 Allison's Luxury Car Was Smashed

The entrance to the building was crowded with people. There were many reporters from various media outlets, but

there were even more angry protestors.

They raised banners with slogans written in red ink, eager to claim justice for those who had lost their lives in the

collapse of The Galleria.

Those slogans looked as though they were written in blood. It was a spine- chilling sight.

Allison mouthed a curse before stepping out of her bright-red Lamborghini.

She opened the car door, put on her shades, and casually stepped out with her ten-inch high heels. 1

She lifted her head and looked at the T Corporation building.

The tall skyscraper gleamed like a pearl under the sunlight. Other buildings around it were nothing more than dust

when compared to it.

That was the business empire that her son had single-handedly built.

She felt proud whenever she looked at the building. It was also something that she could brag to her friends.

Her son's office was proudly located on the top floor. Looking out of the window, he could look down upon the entire

A City.

How honorable was that!

Allison decided to go in from a side entrance instead of braving through the crowd. However, several keen-eyed

reporters noticed her presence.

"Look at that sports car with the 666EA license plate. It belongs to Allison Tanner!"

A reporter shouted and attracted everyone's attention.

The reporters rushed toward her and aimed their cameras and microphones at her face...

"Madam Crawford, how does Luke Crawford of T Corporation plan to handle the tragedy of The Galleria? Why

hasn't he given a satisfactory explanation to the families of the deceased after more than a week?" "Madam

Crawford, the victims have yet to receive their compensation, but you appear here dressed in luxury brand clothing

and expensive jewelry. Have you considered the feelings of the families of the deceased?" "Madam Crawford, your

clothes and accessories should cost at least several million dollars. Are you aware that your lavish lifestyle is funded

by the money that should be used to compensate the victims? Do you know that your last meal was seasoned by

the blood of the dead? Did you enjoy your meal?"

Allison was caught off-guard by the reporters' various questions!

She was used to being pampered and flattered everywhere she went.

Never had she had to deal with such troublesome matters!

She smacked away the microphone that was closest to her face and said unhappily, "My son will give everyone a

satisfactory explanation about the incident at The Galleria. Please give him some more time. After all, it's a serious

issue that can't be settled in the short term. Also, I'm only a housewife, and I don't know anything about business.

It's no use asking me questions. Stop interviewing me. I don't know anything..."

She turned around and tried to move away from the crowd.

However, the people surrounded her like a cocoon. She did not have the strength to push her way out.

Some reporters grabbed onto the sleeves and hem of her clothes, stopping her from leaving. "Madam Crawford,

you can't leave until your son gives us a satisfactory explanation!" "Who do you think you are to stop me? Get lost!"

Allison swung her palm toward the man's face.

The reporter managed to use his camera to block the slap in time. Otherwise, it would have landed on his cheek.

Even so, his camera fell from his hands and dropped onto the ground. The people could see that Allison was serious

in hurting that reporter!

"This is outrageous! Her son has yet to come clean to the public, but she's attacking a reporter in public! Did you all

see that? Only a selfish mother like Allison Tanner would result in a cold-hearted bloodsucker like Luke Crawford!

Their business is built upon the bones of the innocent victims! Smash her car and give her a taste of our suffering!"

Someone in the crowd shouted that and managed to incite everyone's anger. The family members of the victims

glared at Allison with bloodshot eyes!

"Smash her car!" "Everyone, smash her car!"

The shouts incited the anger of the crowd. They were baying for blood.

Some of the people in the crowd took out hammers, while some picked up the bricks and rocks from the roadside.

They showed no mercy to Allison's luxury sports car!

As tough as the car might be, it could not withstand the repeated attacks from the mob.

Soon, web-like cracks appeared on the windshield. The left side mirror was destroyed. The windows at the back

seats were smashed too...

"How... how dare you peasants wreck my car! Don't you know how expensive it is? You can't afford it even if you

worked for it all your life. Do you even care about the law? I'll call the police and arrest you all!"

Allison, oblivious to the predicament she was in, snapped the shades off her face and yelled at the violent mob.

She did not know how idiotic her current actions were.

Her brazen actions and condescending words instigated the crowd's anger even more!

"Beat her up! Kill her and avenge the victims! If Luke dares not show up, his mother shall pay for his sins!" "Kill that

b*tch and avenge our family!"

The mob roared and swarmed over Allison. They began punching and kicking her.

Allison tried to shield herself with her arms, but she was not strong enough to defend herself from all the attacks.

Soon, her face started to become bruised and swollen, and she felt as though her body was being torn apart. Her

impeccable hair that she had gotten done that morning had become as messy as a bird's nest...

"Help... me... all you... crazy..."

She felt as though she was going to die.

Just when she was about to pass out, a pair of warm and strong hands dragged her away from the angry mob...