CAMILLA POV
I approached the company, a slight sense of unease settling in my stomach. From a distance, I noticed a crowd of newscasters gathered outside the building, their cameras and microphones aimed at the entrance. My first thought was that perhaps there was some sort of celebration or announcement happening. But as I drew closer, their attention turned to me, and they surged forward, their lenses zeroing in on my bandaged hand.
"Miss, can you tell us what happened between you and the business tycoon's daughter, Trish?" one of them asked, thrusting a microphone in my face.
I blinked, taken aback by the question. My mind raced, trying to comprehend why they would be asking me this. "I… I don't know what you're talking about," I stammered, pushing past them and hurrying into
