"Miss President and even Nina aren't comfortable with your presence. Please leave."
"That's right!" another man remarked. "It doesn't matter if you have the ticket or not. I don't think having you here is good."
"We've all been working and helping each other before everyone starts coming. However, since you arrived, we all have to stop and delay our work."
"Just leave, Patricia. Go help your brother and the Miller family recover from their losses."
Patricia arched a brow, turning her head toward Jonathan and the other men standing nearby. Her face twisted in displeasure, especially when someone mentioned her good-for-nothing brother and their company losses. As if she cared about that.
"I know them…" she said, sliding her finger across the men until it settled on Jonathan. "... but I don't know you. Who are you?"
Jonathan straightened his back and sighed. "I'm just nobody."