Miles Sinclair looked toward the door.
Serena Hughes was wearing a long, knee-length down jacket. A fluffy hood framed half of her face, revealing a fair, cute little face.
She blinked her large eyes, carefully sizing up Miles Sinclair.
When she saw Miles Sinclair look at her, Serena Hughes walked right up to him confidently. "Hello, Mr. Sinclair."
"Hello." Miles Sinclair was a little confused. He turned to the station director. "She is...?"
"Oh, this kid is a fan of yours. Her grandmother and I are friends, so I thought I'd introduce you." The station director chuckled and looked at Serena Hughes. "Serena, do you want an autograph too?"
Young girls these days love to chase celebrities, especially these rich girls who pull all sorts of strings just to meet these rising stars.
The station director thought Serena Hughes probably just wanted a photo or an autograph.
However, Serena Hughes didn't play by the rules.
