Emily looked at Howell again, he was a young man of 24 and he doesn't look that shabby. Was he telling the truth? It sounded too good to be true. Then again, everything that's happening these 2 weeks seems too good. From a nobody, suddenly, she became a known singer. From not even having some money, she now has a few grands kept in her room plus a new car. Even now they were talking, her discs were being sold and were leaving the racks in no time. She felt like she was on the top of the world, and everything was within her grasp. Still, she must play her cards right.
"Mr. Howell, I don't know what you see in me, but I don't want to gain fame by disparaging others." She explained.
"Of course not. I have no plans of making you do that. I mean, I don't expect that you will give me any information in exchange, I'm just asking because I really want to do it because I believe in your talent."
