Behind them stood a large European-style building, with security personnel specially arranged nearby to keep people away.
Under the scorching sun, the staff, including the photographers, were busy setting up the scene.
A few of the trainees were sitting off to the side, each with someone holding a parasol for them. On the tables beside them, cold drinks were accessible while they lounged, in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of others.
Hannah didn't sit with the others, she just found a spot in the shade provided by a tree and stood there. Whenever a staff member passed by carrying items, she lent a hand.
A good-looking person with no airs about them certainly multiplied people's fondness for them.
Tiffany Lynch arrived late. Draped in a long-skirt, it seemed as if she had something to prove. Her delay had wasted quite some time, but no one dared to complain.
Who were they to speak out against someone who even the Editor-in-Chief treated with such respect?
