"You are so much like your mother. I hugged you when you were little."
He raised his hand and took it. Tessa avoided him subconsciously. His hand stopped midair and clenched his fist again. The man's face was disappointed.
Her mother was a stranger to her, let alone her mother's friend, and she didn't engender much intimacy.
"Jerry , it's going live in a bit. You need to get in quick."
A staff member behind him urged him to enter the stadium. Jerry answered, asked the staff for paper and pen, and wrote down his contact information. "There is my phone number and address on it. You come to me. I can still talk to you later "
Jerry quickly enters the live broadcast, but Tessa doesn't take him seriously. He had no interest in being a
