Ezra and Me

Reaching his office premises, in front of his building I saw a bunch of people holding cameras and microphones in their hands. Seeing, I ask him. "Why are there tons of Paparazzi in front of your office building?"

"I don't know, let me park around this corner." He parked around a corner of the street from where they couldn't see us and took out his phone to scribble something on the screen, typing a contact name.

"Whom are you calling?" I ask him casually but he raises his eyebrow at me. Regardless, he answers.

"Andrew, remember my new assistant?" Of course, I remember.

I looked down before giving him a teasing smile. "You kept a boy this time?"

"So, no one can talk dirty about me. I don't know clearly what she said to you last time but trust me I keep my professional life very strict." He states to which I nod at him. He continues to call his assistant. "Andrew?"