Who is the Puppet Master

I turned around and struggled back into the house, sitting on the bed, constantly staring out the window, listening intently to the slight sounds outside. However, to my disappointment, the car seemed to never drive out again.

My heart gradually cooled.

It was the morning of the press conference.

Colin came to pick me up early. He was probably worried I would be nervous, constantly comforting me, "Everything is ready, you don't need to worry!"

My parents also wanted to come with me to the event, but Colin and I firmly refused, asking them to stay at home.

Actually, I was quite uneasy, not knowing why, but I had a premonition that things would not go smoothly.

We left early for the company, as the press conference was scheduled to be held in the lobby on the first floor of Apex Tower. We had already completed the necessary arrangements with the building's management.