Heading to his car, Aiden's face morphed into a scowl. He couldn't believe he wasted long minutes of his life doing children's play for the world to see. Renren was right. Milking their lives was easier.
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he took it out and answered the call.
"Don't add salt to my injury, Renny," he warned with an unfriendly tone of voice.
'Relax, I already had a good laugh. I just want to inform you that you looked good crying on TV... Hahahaha...'
"Beep, beep, beep!"
Aiden ended the call and put his phone away. Just as he was about to enter the car, Nora came running over.
"Mr. Aiden, please, hold on!"
Aiden paused and looked back, "What do you want?"
"Ehm, I..." the deadly aura around him forced back her carefully rehearsed statement.
"Miss Nora, I'm already exhausted with the stupid play from a while ago. Don't waste my time."
