Outside the camera frame, countless eyes were also closely watching this delicate and seemingly fragile girl.
Arnold Simmons was watching too. He opened the live interview as soon as the meeting ended.
His gaze simply fell upon Hannah's interlocked hands. Her fingertips trembled slightly, her left index finger and right index finger taking turns reaching up to rest on top.
She appeared to be at a loss.
But only Arnold Simmons knew.
His little girl was just bored.
Probably because today's questions were too unchallenging.
A few seconds later, the girl's characteristically soft and gentle voice carried, "Probably because I know that even if I explain, no one would care."
As she spoke, she lifted her head, looking towards the lens that glowed with a red light, with laughter brimming in her eyes.
But that laughter seemed to fall like the wind, lightly touching down, leaving not a single trace. It gave the impression of helplessness and sadness, even disappointment.
