Capítulo 167: Chapter 167: Reporters Gathering, No Place to Sit!

Sayon, Wenx Hotel.

Over half an hour had passed, about ten minutes remained from the one hour White Mitchell had spoken of.

The folks of the Jones Group, who were approaching their lunch break, began to look increasingly desperate.

If there is no sign of them now, once lunchtime arrives, surely they can't expect the journalists to appear, can they?

This was clearly unrealistic. They understood the journalists very well.

Normally, they treated them like gods, fearing any mishap that might upset them.

Not to mention encroaching on their rest time, they would not dare to even delay them from getting off work by one minute.

Under the current circumstances, they had almost completely given up hope. They could only watch helplessly as the press conference they had painstakingly prepared fell apart.

Contrary to their despair, Will Jones and his associates watched time trickle away, their faces filled with increasing smugness.