Jacob's POV
I never thought showbiz journalists were like ninjas. They are all here and waiting for a chance at an ambush interview. Oh well, Ezmie is really a famous singer. Of course, they'll be interested in her love life. But this woman, is she that stupid?
"Did you see them? Of course I am hiding here, idiot!" she roared. I shook my head and looked at her in disappointment.
"My car is tinted. They will not see you from the outside, Missy. You should be more observant, Ms. Ezmie," I remark.
I started the car and drove away. I hope no one notices that Ezmie is inside my car. I have a hunch that someone will post what they saw in that café a while ago. Social media nowadays is like the FBI's. They are scary. I decided to stop by Aunt Kelly's house and bring her with me.