"Miss Yates, what do you mean? What she said was exactly what he had been worrying about for the past few days. Alarmed, he couldn't help but to press further for details."

"Alas, Mr. Richards, you are smart and sharp. Don't tell me that you have no idea what I'm talking about. Zoella flashed him a smile, which sent a chill down his spine."

Where did you get this information from? Hansen frowned and asked with a deeper voice.

"A slow smile worked its way across her face and into her eyes. ""Mr. Richards, it's up to you whether you want to believe me or not. I have done my...