I halted mid-rummage and listened to the voices outside.
"President Grant."
When I heard the guard's voice, I was startled. Why was Theo here?
"Who's in there?"
"It's Miss Wanda Lane."
"With whose permission?"
"President Reed’s. Miss Lane has a recording from President Reed."
I could hear the coldness in Theo's words from this stand-off. Was he actually going to come in?
I was a little flustered. How was I going to answer him if he were to come in and ask what I was doing here?
Theo's voice sounded outside the door this moment, "I'll go in and have a look."
Gosh, he really was coming in.
I reached out my hands to straighten my clothes and hair. Just as I was about to walk out, Theo came in, and I was instantly face-to-face with him.
Embarrassed, I let out a smile. "Uh, um, you..."
Theo's expression changed slightly. He stared at me. "Why did you come here, Miss Lane?"
Miss Lane?
I was stunned. What a distant way to address me.
I looked at him, lips pursed slightly before I lowered my head. "I suddenly thought of a female artist I like very much. I thought she was signed under Nectarine Entertainment, so I came to take a look."
"Oh, is that so?" Theo approached me, his eyes seemed to be looking through me.
The moment I met his eyes, my heart skipped a beat.
I hurriedly looked away, trying to calm myself down. "Yeah, it’s like that. Why did you come to Nectarine Entertainment, though, President Grant?"
"I don't know. I just thought I should come today, so I came." Theo suddenly lowered his voice.
Was he implying something?
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