The next day, Nina Sinclair stayed at the office all day.
Her reputation was now in absolute tatters. She was like a rat scurrying across the street, with everyone wanting a piece of her.
She had wanted to go back to her apartment yesterday, but hadn't expected to find it surrounded by paparazzi.
It scared her so much that she spent the entire night at the office.
She hadn't eaten for a day and a night, leaving her in a daze. She walked over to the office window, gently pulled back the curtain, and saw at least a few dozen paparazzi downstairs, cameras hoisted and ready to take her picture.
This time, Nina Sinclair truly panicked.
She quickly found her phone, intending to call Joseph Shaw, only to find that his phone was turned off.
For a while, not a single person was willing to answer her calls.
Nina Sinclair cursed under her breath and kept dialing his number.
Finally, on the seventy-second call, Joseph Shaw picked up.
