Chapter 343: It’s All A Game (Part 8)
The interview carried on for several more minutes, with Lois shifting her approach.
Arias had been a brick wall thus far—unshaken, steady, and irritatingly composed. Every attempt to back him into a rhetorical corner had been met with a response so calculated, so effortlessly constructed, that there was nothing to latch onto.
Still, she pressed on.
"With the merger between LexCorp and Leviathan finalized, there's still speculation surrounding Lex Luthor's demise. Some even believe you orchestrated it to seize control of his company. What do you have to say about that?"
Arias didn't blink. He maintained the same poised demeanor, fingers lightly interlaced as he sat back in his chair.
"Speculation is a wonderful thing, Miss Lane. It allows people to fill in the gaps where facts should be. Unfortunately, speculation is not evidence, nor is it truth. Lex Luthor was a man of many enemies. If someone had him removed, I assure you, I'd be more curious to know who they are than to take credit for their work."
Lois exhaled softly through her nose, recognizing yet another non-answer. She had expected him to deflect, but not with such surgical precision.
There was no overconfidence, no ego—just controlled responses designed to give nothing away. She could push harder, dig deeper, but the risk outweighed the reward. The footage would be reviewed before she got it anyway. If she lost her shot at future interviews with him, she wouldn't get another.
So, with a glance at the clock, she decided to pivot.
"With how things currently stand between you and the U.S. government, how do you feel your—"
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