Natalie arrived at the office building, just as expected, with a cluster of reporters waiting for her. She stepped out of the car, casually tapping away on her phone, a light smirk playing on her lips. Ryan stood by her side, ready to shield her from the swarm of journalists.
"Ms. Natalie?" one of the reporters called out, but she remained focused on her phone.
To everyone's surprise, the reporters held back their questions, waiting for her to acknowledge them. It seemed they had learned their lesson from previous encounters.
After half a minute, Natalie finished whatever she was doing on her phone and finally looked up at the crowd. "Why so quiet? Are you all done asking your questions all at once? If so, now's your chance—one at a time."
"Ms. Natalie, there's a video of you trying to assault your sister earlier today," a reporter said.
