Dante.

One Months Later.

I climbed down from the car, walking onto the red carpet next to Natasha who was wearing in a long scarlet dress that had a short flowery train.

Last time we came together, it was all planned and the press had definitely been mind wiped so I expected to hear the same questions all over again.

"Mr. Rivera, what do you think about the protests against the estate project?" A reporter asked loudly going after me from the sides of the red carpet with a microphone.

"Do you think this concerns could be related to the sudden suicide of Secretary Carson?"

"Miss Wolfe, there are rumours...