Chapter 3

After the interview, the sky turned gloomy.

A fine curtain of rain fell outside the venue. Mike patted his pocket and started bossing me around again.

“Anya, I left the memory card inside. Go back and get it.”

I trotted across the damp ground, making my way back.

The elevator display flashed to one.

The next second, the doors opened.

I ran straight into the two people inside.

Serena was slightly tilted her head, chatting with Liam Sterling about trivial things from the film set.

Though his expression was indifferent, he listened patiently.

Their posture was intimately close.

Seeing me, Serena’s expression instantly turned incredibly nasty.

“…Sorry.”

I mumbled an apology, then turned around, intending to take the stairs.

But Liam Sterling spoke from behind me. “Stop.”

I froze in place.

“Aren’t you using the elevator? Go on up.”

I slowly turned around, deliberately lowering my voice. “Thank you, Mr. Sterling.”

He said he wanted me to use the elevator, but he didn’t move, just stared at me.

“Are you also a reporter for today’s interview? How come I didn’t hear any questions from you?”

I lowered my eyes. “Mr. Sterling, I just graduated and returned to the country. I’m an intern reporter, so I don’t have the privilege to ask questions.”

“I see.”

He responded flatly, lost in thought.

Serena, standing beside him, shot me a venomous glare and spoke.

“Let’s go, Liam. We still have to meet with Director Miller and the others tonight.”

Liam Sterling finally looked away. “Let’s go.”