Chapter 1107 Have A Big Fight (1/2)

'Mr. President, you must hurry up!' Sam thought in a panic.

At this critical moment, Darren's cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket. For Sam, this notification tone was very important, for it could ease the situation and delay Darren further. When he heard the bells chiming, Sam finally allowed his nervousness to ease, and a thought-provoking smile appeared on his face.

'It's done!' Sam thought.

Darren's reaction confirmed Sam's speculation.

Darren had been relaxed and even cocky only moments before. However, now, his whole body suddenly stiffened with tension, and his breathing also became heavy. He swung about and stared at Sam violently with his eyes turning red.

”How dare you play a trick on me!”

Darren had received a message, and the message read, ”Jacob has taken Emily away!”

”What did you say, Mr. Xu?” Sam looked at the ground with his eyes demurely lowered. ”Sorry, I don't understand,” he said in a cold voice.

”You are such a devious character! I really shouldn't look down on you!”

Darren's face was gloomy, and his temperament became indifferent. He clapped his hands emphatically and continued in a sarcastic tone, ”What a good trick!”

Now, Darren finally realized that the press conference that Jacob had scheduled was just a ploy, and that Jacob's real purpose had been to trap him here so as to quietly rescue Emily from his backyard! Effectively, Jacob had snatched her from under Darren's nose!

”You must be joking, Mr. Xu.” Sam's tone was still very calm. He folded his arms and bowed slightly in an act that was more of an insult than a show of respect to Darren.

But Darren knew that Sam's true colors were hiding beneath his deceptively calm face. Sam had his scheming tricks.

”I'd like to see if he can get away with it!”

Darren squinted his eyes, and there was a strange glint reflected in his eyes. His temperament gave off a sense of aggressiveness and left people chilled at the tone of his voice.

Without waiting for Sam's answer, he quickly walked away through the crowd, an indifferent expression still in place on his face. He looked so intimidating that nobody dared to get close to him, bar his way, or even talk to him.

Several reporters, who were trailing after Darren, hadn't expected that the situation would turn out like this. They all looked at each other with doubt and confusion in their eyes, but none of them dared to ask about the turn of events. The only thing they could do now was to seize this opportunity to take some photos of Darren. At the same time, they had to comfort themselves that it had still been worthwhile to come here.