Chapter: 1592
“They are reporters," Aldrin informed her.
Camila furrowed her brow. Reporters?
Before she could ponder further, someone in the crowd shouted that a person was contemplating jumping off the building.
Camila moved closer to the entrance and looked upwards.
She could indeed spot a figure.
She could discern a figure, albeit unclearly due to the height.
The person stood not on the rooftop but rather one-third of the way up the building.
“Who is that? Isn't it a bad omen?" Aldrin grumbled, visibly displeased.
Camila also felt uneasy.
With someone on the verge of a suicide attempt and reporters being the first to arrive instead of emergency services, it appeared as if someone was stirring up trouble.
"Aldrin, come with me to the upper floors."
Turning around, she swiftly made her way back inside the building!
Aldrin was puzzled by Camila's sudden change in direction. He followed her nevertheless, confusion evident in his voice. "Why are we heading upstairs?"
Neither of them were equipped to handle a situation of this gravity.
With a swarm of reporters waiting below, this could easily turn into another problematic situation.
"Isn't it strange to you?"
Once inside the elevator, Camila turned to Aldrin and posed the question.
“Why would it be?" Aldrin seemed genuinely clueless.
Perhaps, as he wasn't the subject of this potential controversy, he wasn't as quick to pick up on the oddities.
"The person hasn't jumped yet, but reporters are already swarming.