Eve kept her gaze fixed on Reed, Emy, and Devin. Manager Dixon sat beside Eve and stared at the two guys before him. Emy felt embarrassed, like a weed growing among the good plants.
"No, that's not what I'm aiming for," Devin said. Dixon asked Devin and Reed about becoming actors or models, but Devin politely declined.
"I don't need a fan," Reed said. "I have many people—not just fans, but battalions. Everyone around me respects me. I don't need a fan."
Dixon was surprised by what he heard, and he quickly glanced at Reed before shifting his gaze to Devin.
"Uh, okay," Dixon said. "It looks like Eve is the only one who's interested, huh?" Dixon turned to face Eve. "Eve, why do you send me here?"
"They're interested in getting to know you," Eve said. Eve stroked a finger down Dixon's face. "They believed I was lying."
The guy looked at Eve and appeared drawn to what she was doing. "Hey Eve, stop it..." Reed gave her a scolding.
