Hannah looked up at him, with no trace of panic in her eyes, and even her words were calm, "What's up, little nephew?"
Jimmy choked, his intended words delayed by half a minute.
Hannah's assistant had already arrived.
Jack Stewart had come along too.
Since last year, Jack hadn't worn his rainbow-colored, flashy shirts, mostly dressing in casual sportswear instead.
In his free time, he would even arrange to play basketball with a few assistants.
The skin that had once been meticulously maintained to be extremely fair was now a degree darker, slightly blurring the delicate quality of his face.
Jack came over, glanced at Jimmy first, then directly walked past him to Hannah's side, "Let's go, if we delay any longer, reporters are going to show up, and we'll probably get blocked."
Hannah straightened her dress before standing up, "Little nephew, I'm leaving first, have fun."