140. War of Words

Shortly after Hendra entered the closed room, there was a commotion outside. Tania came, escorted and protected from the demanding journalists. No need to ask how she was doing. Tania had found herself again and she was back to her confident personality. 

Getting out of her sleek white car, she lightly waved her hand in greeting to the many cameras that flashes before her eyes without any break. She smiled brightly, as bright as her full white trousers and shirt with a blazer. Her hair was loose, framing her beautiful face. While her silver-lined shade parched on her nose, shielding her eyes from the continuous flashes. A branded tote bag was on her hand, matching her high heels and an elegant watch circling her wrist. With her appearance alone, she was giving off a certain vibe that ensured her star-like aura had not faded even a bit.