"So you were really telling the truth when you said you were forced?"
"How do you see the developments of things?"
"What can you say about the future of your company? What about the lawsuits?"
"Any comments to all the people who jumped at you for aiding the bad guys?"
The cameras flashed and the journalists asked question after question as they hauled their recording device at Mr Lee, who only waited with a gloomy face without saying a single word. It appeared he wanted them to stop before he answered but to others, he was just pitiable—broken that people didn't believe in him.
He adjusted his tie a bit and cleared his throat, "I can't say anything as of the moment but I promise that you'll be the first to know when the decisions have been finalised."
He scanned the audience of the press conference and nodded with a satisfied look. Whatever that man—who called himself Derrick Whitehorse—had done, it sure brought results in a matter of days.
