Tom had been in charge of this matter the whole time, so if anything went wrong, it'd be a mess.
Julian shook his head, brushing off Tom's concern. "It's fine. I was just checking out the pictures. Not bad, actually—those paparazzi have skills. Go on, what else?"
Tom, originally panicking, was instantly stumped. His face turned a bit red as he stammered, "Uh... well, after those photos got out, there's been a huge stir. A bunch of outlets tried to schedule interviews with you—I turned them all down."
He paused, his voice rising in frustration, "They're even questioning your orientation, saying we staged the whole thing as some kind of PR stunt. Seriously? What's wrong with people these days?"
Julian had always kept a low profile—not the type to flaunt relationships or be roma
