After lunch ended, the group strolled toward the hotel parking lot in a loose, noisy cluster.
Micah, still disguised as a girl, kept his head ducked slightly, fearing an encounter with that lunatic Alex Ford. Of course, the chances were low, but tonight's plan was so important that nothing was allowed to ruin it.
He hadn't expected this level of luxury and coordination from Leo's fan group.
The Majestic King core members were no joke. They didn't even blink when it came to booking a private lunch and hiring minivans for transportation to the actual venue. They hadn't asked him to pay for a thing, to his dismay.
He had come with his black VIP bank card, wanting to gain their favour by showing off his money. But nope. They were apparently more loaded than he was!
Still, Micah couldn't figure out why they had chosen this hotel for lunch if the fan meeting was held near the production team's camp.
