Christopher glanced at Molly and said, "Sure."
Molly didn't know what he meant by the glance. She could not see through him.
"Let's go then. I'm going to meet Jessica." Molly only wanted to leave this place.
She felt that something was terribly wrong. Something was wrong with her, with Christopher and things even got weirder when they were together.
She was eager to leave.
"She left you and just went away, yet you are still going to meet her?" Christopher said casually.
"It's my job. It was my job to protect Jessica and she even gave me a raise." Molly put on a smile. She would soon be economically independent. She didn't need money from her
family or Carl. She felt happy about it.
"Do you like the job?" Christopher asked.
Christopher knew about Molly's income. He figured it out only with a trick.
Molly didn't earn much. Her income could only cover a few clothes of hers.
Christopher started his own business as well, so he respected every job and those who relied on their own hands to earn a living.
He didn't find anything wrong with being an agent until today.
They were blocked by the reporters and that made him realize this was not a job good enough.
It got people hurt.
"I like it. Being recognized, being accepted, being wanted, I think it's very meaningful." As Molly spoke, she went to grab her phone and computer and prepared to pack up and leave.
Christopher did not say anything else.
Molly thought that he was just asking casually and didn't think too much about it, "I'll just collect my stuff and leave."
"Sure." Christopher was actually thinking about something else.
Jessica pretended that she hadn't figured out she was already seen through and asked, "What's going on? Why did you call?"
"A reporter found out about your studio. I wanted to call you to warn you. Since you can still answer the phone now, I assume nothing went wrong. I'm on my way there now."
"Well... about that," Indeed nothing went wrong with her, yet not the same with Molly and Christopher.
Carl frowned and found her weird, "I'll be there soon. In five minutes."
Jessica added in time, "I'm at the back door..."
"I see."
Jessica did not hang up the phone because she was waiting for Carl to hang it up.
But Carl also seemed to be waiting for her to hang up.
So the phone wasn't hung up until Carl drove the car to the back door of the studio.
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