CHAPTER 812: CHAPTER 812: I WOULD SWALLOW IT EVEN IF IT WERE POISON

Inside the conference hall of a five-star hotel.

Several reporters gathered, waiting for the family head of the Keating Family.

They were invited today because Tristan Keating, the head of the Keating Family, was going to announce something significant.

Regarding this prestigious family, the reporters were naturally very interested, so major media outlets sent their leading reporters to see what major announcement Tristan Keating was going to make.

They vaguely felt it might be related to Giselle Keating’s wedding that took place earlier.

However, it’s been quite some time since the event, and responding now seems a bit delayed.

Inside the lounge, Xavier Keating and Tristan Keating, dressed sharply in suits, sat waiting. The press conference would be announced by the two of them today.

"Dad, most of the reporters outside have arrived. We can start the press conference soon."

Tristan Keating’s eyes darkened, feeling somewhat conflicted inside.

Eleanor Sterling had already left the Keating Family, and he wasn’t doing this for Eleanor’s sake, but to have a clear conscience.

"Alright, let’s go out together."

With that, they both stood up as the door suddenly opened, and a man in a suit walked in.

Seeing this unfamiliar face, they showed a hint of surprise in their eyes, "Who are you? What are you here for? Please wait outside; the press conference is about to start."

They thought he was an impatient reporter.

"Mr. Keating, I’ve been commissioned by Miss Sterling to come and handle matters for her."

Upon hearing Eleanor Sterling’s mention, both Tristan and Xavier Keating looked surprised, "Eleanor? What did she ask you to do?"

The man took out a cellphone, handed it to them, and opened a video on it. Instantly, Eleanor Sterling appeared on the screen.

She didn’t say much but confirmed the man’s identity, stating that everything he did was authorized by her.

Originally still doubtful about the man’s identity, upon hearing Eleanor Sterling’s confirmation, they started trusting him somewhat.

The man took out a porcelain vial and said, "This is the antidote. Take it."

The two exchanged a glance but remained unmoved.

This situation was indeed odd, even with Eleanor Sterling’s video as evidence. Who knows if it’s poison?

Seemingly anticipating their hesitation, the man smiled lightly, "Miss Sterling said this is her last chance for you."

Recalling how their hesitation led to the mishandling of Giselle Keating’s matters, driving Eleanor Sterling away, Tristan Keating felt a weight on his chest.

He reached out for the medicine, but Xavier Keating quickly stopped him, "Dad, do you really trust him?"

Tristan Keating sighed bitterly, "I’ve lived half my life already. Even if I die, it’s alright, you all are here. It was our hesitation that hurt Eleanor before. Now, even if it’s poison, I’ll take it."

With that, he swallowed the medicine.

Seeing Tristan Keating’s lack of hesitation, the man smiled, looking at Xavier Keating, "Young Master, what about you?"

Xavier Keating frowned, ultimately gritting his teeth, "If I take it, will you tell us what Eleanor Sterling wants to do?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Xavier Keating didn’t hesitate either and took the medicine.

After both consumed it, the man slowly said, "Someone’s plotting against you, and what I just gave you is the antidote to prevent harm."

Someone is plotting against them?

Tristan Keating frowned, asking, "Who is it?"

"You just need to play along and soon you’ll know who’s targeting you."

After saying this, he turned and left.