INFLUENCE, HUH?

Everyone had a frown on their faces, smaller and deeper varied.

Senior Sterling too frowned, but he did not say anything and let Dove handle it on her own. It wasn't like, him interfering in it would do it any good.

Even Dante had a cold expression on his face. The way he glared at that particular reporter, it felt like he was ready to slap the shit out of him of he implied somethinh wrong.

He turned his head slightly to look at his son, who was in that room behind the glass, laughing at something.

Someone dare say something about my son! That was what going on in his mind.

Dove on the other side, blinked before she subtly looked at a certain direction from the corner of her eyes, to see a certain father- Son duo have a sneer on their lips.

And this made her smirk. Just as she thought.

Dove then looked at the the reporter, before smiling brightly at him, "Hello, thank you for your question."

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