Scarlett Glenn's heart trembled, feeling a chill seeping into her bones, cold enough to make her shiver.
She turned her head sharply, and the reporters behind her stepped back, none daring to approach further.
Among those people, Scarlett Glenn tried to identify each one, but she did not see the person who had spoken.
Right, he was not there.
Not a single one was him.
Scarlett Glenn's hand slowly clenched.
If it was night, Scarlett Glenn would have thought she had encountered a ghost.
But this is broad daylight; it absolutely couldn't be a ghost.
Since it wasn't a ghost, it had to be someone pretending to be one.
The reporters saw Ethan Herd repeatedly apologizing before quickly running off.
Ethan Herd hurriedly escorted Scarlett Glenn into the car.
Once in the car, Ethan Herd quickly checked on Scarlett Glenn: "How are you? Were you squeezed or pushed just now?"
