Morgan's POV
I walked down the podium, with my head held up high not sparing my father not Sabrina a glance as I walked to my car with Nora beside and Emerson with both of us. Questions were thrown here and there at me.
"What do you intend to do with all those falling companies?"
"Miss Rosewood! What do you have to say about this?!"
"Miss Rosewood over here please! These establishments, is it true that you had your eye on them for a long time?!"
"Miss Rosewood! Won't you say something?!"
The cameras flashed and went off in front of me, I barely flinched in response to them. The voices of the reporters filled my head, making me dizzy. I didn't bother responding to any of the questions. I owed nothing to them.
As Charlie turned in the ignition to drive off, I turned toward the crowd
