Immediately flashes of cameras blinded him instantly. The sound of clicking shutters and overlapping voices hit him all at once. Reporters crowded the front entrance like a pack of wolves, microphones stretched toward him, shouting questions so fast they tangled into chaos.
"Samuel, is it true you've been hiding a wife?"
"When did you get married? Do you have children?"
"Why did you abandon them?"
"Did you really assault her?"
"Why have you being keeping this from the public?"
Their voices piled on top of each other, every question sharper than the last.
These were the same reporters he had planned to face triumphantly after signing his contract. The same people who were supposed to write headlines about his new deal and his victory over MK and the little news he had for them. But instead, they were here tearing him apart, turning his success into scandal before he could even celebrate.
Samuel's jaw tightened. He didn't answer a single question.
