Victor heard the commotion outside from the elevator and quickly understood that they were determined to find their identities. Cold, murderous gleam flashed from his dark eyes. He was seriously considering burning down the entire media. His girl was already worried to death. Now, they were definitely going to give her a heart attack.
Janet looked at the black screen that showed 6. 7 was the top floor and Victor had actually tapped for the rooftop. What were they going to do if the reporters followed her there?
Janet mumbled, trying to see through the small gap of the elevator,
" Mr.. Reynolds..I think..They are still chasing us..how about..ah... "
