"Let's go, let's go, you're wasting our time."
The reporters scrambled away with their cameras.
Nathan Johnson didn't look any happier.
Amanda Fuller smiled at him, "Sorry, Mr. Johnson, I made you mistake the person too. I wanted to explain, but you guys didn't give me a chance."
It was as good as saying: That fly in your soup? You're the one who threw it in.
Nathan Johnson's face was thunderous. After a moment, he forced a thin smile. "No worries. I just didn't expect that Aurelia's agent would have such a fiery temper too. But honestly, that's just my type."
Amanda Fuller shivered.
What is wrong with this guy? Why does he feel so off?
Nathan Johnson took a step forward. She instantly took several steps back, her face changing. "Sorry, I've got something to do, I'll head off first." Without stopping, she rushed away.
In the car.
While driving, Aurelia received a message from Amanda: "Handled."
She put away her phone and drove to the address Caleb had sent her.
