“Miss Elleri?”
The voice caught her attention just as she stepped into the stadium with Chloe and Dillon. She turned, surprised to find herself face-to-face with a man—one she recognized immediately. Standing just behind him was a woman, waiting in quiet observation.
It was Aster’s manager.
Elleri’s brow furrowed slightly. Why was he approaching her?
“I’m Jordan, Aster’s manager,” he introduced himself, extending his hand.
She took it, offering a polite smile. “Nice to meet you. Is there something I can do for you?”
Jordan barely held the handshake before releasing her hand and raising an eyebrow, a fleeting expression that made her tense. What was that about?
“Aster wants to talk to you. Would you mind coming with us?”
Elleri blinked. “Talk to me?” she echoed, thrown off. “Why?”
