The closer Don and the guards got to the exit, the louder the noise outside became. As the main doors opened, the sound of excited and eager people greeted him.
Reporters and fans alike moved forward, shouting his name and calling out questions. Don kept his head forward, focusing on the path as the guards pushed back against the crowd, creating a narrow channel toward the car park.
"Mr. Bright, a quick word on the evaluation! Please!"
"Don, what do you think of your future here at SHU?"
"Can you tell us about your strategy when taking on Apex?"
Don kept his gaze straight ahead, his lips pressed into a polite, unreadable line, while cameras flashed continuously around him.
It was noisy and a little overwhelming, but he managed to tune out most of it, occasionally glancing to either side to check that the guards were holding their formation.
