Was that a leer he saw? Was she making eyes at him? He could swear that she took a surreptitious peek at his crotch region, hoping to evaluate if his answer was correct. He recoiled inwardly, thinking that even snakes had more appeal than this woman. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair and regretted it immediately when her eyes went back to his crotch. He had the urge to cover himself with something as he felt exposed in front of this female predator.
Just then a knock came from the door and he sighed in relief. He didn't even try to conceal it.
"Three minutes," the assistant said with a bright smile that made Cage wonder what was up with the assistant. Once he moved out, the journalist said her goodbye to him, lunging at him to shake his hand and reluctantly left. Cage couldn't be happier.
"One more for today," the assistant told him.
"Thank you," he said with a tired smile and waited for the next journalist to come along.
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