Hypnotizing Love novel Chapter 710

Amber, sitting in the car, suddenly felt intimidated by the scene.

Patting her chest, she signed, "Would you look at these walls of zombies?"

Ben chuckled behind the wheel at the comment, "That's a good one. They do look like zombies."

"There, get off and clear the way for us," urged Jared, frowning.

"OK," answered Ben, who undid his safe belt, opened the car door and went off.

As soon as he got off the car, the journalists aimed their cameras right at him with a stream of questions.

"Mr. Channing, is it just you in that car or so are Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed?"

"Would you please answer that question, Mr. Channing?"

"All right, guys," Ben raised his hands and shouted to the crowd, "Please stop getting in the way of the door and move."

Without showing any intention of answering the questions, he elbowed his way through the flock to the door of rear seats and pushed aside the people around.

Once space was made when the crowd stepped back, he grabbed the door handle.

At the sight of his movement, all the journalists' face lighted up and adjusted their microphones and cameras with their eyes riveted on the backseat door.

There was only one person whom Jared Farrell's assistant would open a door for—that was, Jared Farrell.

So it was clear that Mr. Farrell himself was sitting in that car.

The door was opened.

Ben held the door with one hand and gestured for his boss to take off with the other, "Mr. Farrell, please."

Inside the car, Jared nodded sightly and got off.

His appearance stirred everyone to shoot frenetically, with continuous flashes coming from all sides.

With a frown, Jared ignored the frenzies and held out his hand into the car, "Let's go."

His gentle tone turned the crowd all the hungry.

They paused the shooting before resuming it with excitement.

They knew that there was someone else inside the car!

Nobody but Amber Reed could bring out the tenderness of Jared Farrell.

They indeed arrived there together.

Amber, still in the car, saw Jared's hand and smiled before placing hers on it.

Jared held her hand tightly and said softly, "Don't be afraid. I will protect you. "

Amber glanced at the flock behind her and nodded, "Well, I trust you in that."

In fact, she had meant to say that she wasn't scared by the crowding at all.

But she was so touched by the word "protect".

So she was willing to be a damsel in distress for some occasions and let him be the superman.

Amber got off the car with her hand in Jared's.

Her appearance stirred frenzies among the journalists once again. The flashes were so blinding that she shut her eyes.

Jared raised his arm before Amber and with a grim expression, he said to the crowd, "Get off."

Daunted by his solemn face, the frenzied shooting abated right away.

In the meantime, they made a way by inching back.

They were not eager for the scoop enough to lose their mind.

The two kept marching on with faster pace.

"There, enough, guys. You will learn soon everything you want to know from Miss Reed at the news conference. It's not necessary to be hounding here. Everyone moves! Stop blocking here." Ben waved his hands to drive away the people.

But the swarm wouldn't give up so easily.

There were gathered there for the scoop and thus their job performance for the following week.

What was the use of publishing the news until after the conference?

People would have known everything already, which in turn led to bad viewings and terrible loss.

So how could they just resigned themselves to taking off then?

Not only did they stay but they began to corner Ben, thrusting their microphones upon him as if trying to stick them right into his mouth.

"Mr. Channing, what would you say about Miss Reed? Did she do any of those things?"

"Please answer, Mr. Channing."

The pestering kept going on and on.

Ben said with a frosty face, "I just made it very clear that you should just wait until the conference if you want to know. There is no use to ask me about it. I don't know nothing myself."

"Liar."

"Come on, you are Mr. Farrell's assistant, you should know something about it. Just tell us."

Realizing that they wouldn't cave in, Ben was so frustrated that he laughed, "Don't push it, you guys. Looks like you won't know what fear is until we twist your arms. Are you daring me to get you sacked through just one phone call?"

The crowd backed down with a pale face hearing the threat.

They stepped back, turned around and scuttled off, afraid of being detained for name and receiving a dismissal call from their company afterwards.