I frowned and thought, "Sure enough, the reporters are so sensitive that they besieged Towering High so quickly."
In order not to cause any unnecessary trouble, I thought I'd better leave quickly.
I turned around and left, intending to take a taxi and go back to the studio.
When I stood at an intersection and wanted to take a taxi, a media car drove over. Originally, it drove past me. However, it drove back. A man with a camera suddenly got out of the car and took photos of me ferociously.
As he snapped photos of mine, he shouted, "Janetta Nolan! Janetta Nolan!"
Originally, there was some distance from here to Towering High. The reporters there couldn't hear the man's shouting at all.
However, the fact that I appeared in this sensitive place would cause a lot of sensation.
Hearing the man's shouting, the reporters there seemed to have recognized me and ran over in my direction in unison.
I was so scared that I lifted my feet and ran.
The reporters chased after me.
Fortunately, I, who was alone, held a bag only and didn't wear high- heeled shoes. And these reporters held cameras or video cameras in their hands.
With all kinds of stuff, they couldn't catch up with me.
Because I had delivered coffee to the nearby area before, I was familiar with the locations here. So I quickly ran into a small alley and went through it.
Thinking that I was running forward, the reporters quickly ran forward.
I hadn't exercised for a long time. After running so fast all of a sudden, I squatted in the corner, panting quickly and resting.
The outside world gradually quietened down.
I crouched down to rest. After a while, a black shadow suddenly blocked all the sunshine in front of me.
I was shrouded in shadows.
I raised my head and looked up along a tall figure.
Then I saw Shelton dressed in a gray coat. Standing in front of me, he was against the light and looked somewhat tender.
In this cold winter, his gentleness made me colder instead.
I felt empty in my heart.
Of course, I knew whom I was looking forward to.
However, I was even more aware that it wasn't Patrick but Shelton who knew my every move at his fingertips.
Shelton stretched out his hand to me, intending to pull me up.
I hesitated for a moment, stretched out my hand to him, and stood up.
Shelton's car stopped by the side. And Andie was driving.
We sat in the back seat together. Shelton took my hand and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Let's go back to the studio."
I answered.
Hearing my answer, Andie started the car and turned around in the direction of the studio.
It was surprisingly quiet in the car. After a long time, Shelton asked me, "What did you say to my sister-in-law over your meeting?"
He didn't ask where I had been and whom I had met.
Instead, he went straight to the point and asked me what I had said to Melissa over the meeting.
After experiencing so many things, I wasn't surprised. I said, "Nothing much. It's just that she knew my identity and asked me to stay away from her son." Then I added, "In fact, she is oversensitive. I have no intention of meeting her son anymore."
"Okay."
Shelton responded lightly and stopped talking.
However, he had been placing his hand on my hand all this time.
Soon, the car arrived at the studio. Shelton had known that my studio was here in this matter before. I roughly explained it to him. But he didn't say anything.
He walked me to the door. Before leaving, he said, "I'll come to pick you up tonight."
Then he left.
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