Becky stepped out of her Rolls Royce with her bodyguard closely following as she progressed into her skyscraper building.
It was the office of her new record label, Heattime Record.
There were quite a lot of people outside taking pictures and trying to draw her attention, but she was only focused on getting in, as she appeared to be in haste.
After getting past the crowd, she finally entered the building, but what she encountered first made her jaw drop.
"Becky, I am sorry. Please!"
Becky's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the man who had just bumped into her from nowhere.
"Jaime?" Her voice cracked at that word.
Jaime nodded at once, his face filled with sincere dismay.
"Jaime, what the hell are you doing here?! Who let him in?!" Becky glanced at everyone around as she asked.
"I said, who let him in? Because I am making sure that person is fired!" she added.
