As the conversation ended, she stood up and headed upstairs.
Only after Aubree Groove's figure disappeared into the building entrance did Anton Cook step forward, assuming an overbearing stance as he glanced down at Agave Rinto.
"I've heard Mr. Rinto is rather busy these days, but it seems you have quite a bit of free time."
Agave Rinto laughed with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Nothing compared to you, Mr. Cook. Always following our Aubree around, someone could mistake you for her bodyguard."
'Our Aubree'...
Anton Cook scoffed, slapping his phone down in front of Agave Rinto, "Look who's playing two different characters. Stop pretending and explain what's going on here."
Agave Rinto looked at the phone, his pupils contracting slightly.
"Tomorrow afternoon, these people are organizing a demonstration, demanding the police to take action against Aubree. I wonder how you'll handle it."
