Becca's POV
"You will arrive at Mr Roger's event in the next five minutes. So please, get ready to meet your fans, Miss Becca." Mr assistant, Emily reported to me, packing my bag, ready for us to get out of the Bugatti.
I pinched my brows, frustrated. How could the director ask me to come to this poor society just because he has a good relationship with this Mr Rogers of a man. "Gosh, I guess I need to get it on Mr Dani's head one more time."
"What is wrong ma'am?"
I turned to look at her scornfully. "You must be used to it already, after all I brought you out from a poor society like this."
Of course I took her out of poverty and made her my assistant because she was a dedicated, but poor fan.
Back then, when I was still so young, naive and even clueless.
I never knew Adrian
